Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk)

You laid in Hobie's bed, playing on your phone idly. Hobie was beside you, your head on his shoulders while he took another drag from his blunt. Blowing out the smoke, he offered it to you, and you gladly took it, taking a hit off of it and relaxing against him.

"You alright there luv?" He questions in a hushed tone, his heavy accent soothing to your ears.

"Ye'r lookin' a bit stoned." Hobie mused, your red, lidded eyes and lazy smile enough to tell him you were high out of your mind. He wasn't any different though.