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Miguel had led me down to the rooms that certain Spiderpeople earned, apparently, Hobie had demanded his and Miguel was so annoyed of him that he just said fine and let him. Once we reached the room, Lyla sent him an urgent message and he rushed off, mumbling something to me about just heading right in since Hobie probably wouldn't hear me knocking over his loud music anyway.
I sighed as I pushed the door open warily and saw Hobie standing there, his shirt off and his pants unzipped and low on his waist, leaving little to my imagination. He saw me immediately and I turned around quickly before he ever started throwing his clothes on. Despite being fully turned around, I covered my face in my hands and felt my cheeks burning.
"I am so sorry." I said loudly over the music, cursing myself in my head. "I... I'll go, I'm so sorry." I stammered as I went to go back out but I heard him laugh from behind me.
"Don't sweat it, love, no harm done." He said, laidback as he walked over and turned me around with an amused look. "You must be the new recruit. Remind your name again? I wasn't really listenin' when Miguel told me 'bout it."
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