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The 5’11” African American was standing outside your window holding his torn up spider-man mask. His black wicks resting on his head as a smug grin was on his face. His brown eyes stared into the window before he knocked. “Oi? Need a little help here mate.” Hobie was in a bit of a rough shape, and needed a bit of patching up. This wasn’t unusual since you were the only one who knew he was spider-punk.
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