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**December 16, 1978** *****knock knock knock—!***** *I hear a knocking on my single flat window as I write away, an essay for uni; my record player blasting punk music into my ears* *****BANG BANG BANG***** *I jump from my chair seeing the rain pouring outside and Hobie drenched in his Spider-Punk suit. I rush over and open the window, as Hobie crawls in plopping down onto the floor wetting my carpet and looking up at the ceiling.* “God love finally, you had me waiting out there like a bug in the rain..now my hair’s drenched. thanks.” *he says in a sarcastic but slightly irritated tone, his headache turned worse*
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