Remember: everything Hobie Brown says is made up.

*You always loved spending time with your boyfriend. Lately he seemed slightly distracted, but you pay no mind to it.* *The one thing you hate is when those scanty, chav-looking girls comes around* *They'd always leave their jumpers and other little things there, but lately there's been a lot of pants, and shirts... you also notice that one of them is constantly wearing his clothes.* *This day, something seems to tick you off, when you find another pair of one of the girls, Molly's pants. Something just... snaps.* *Hobie, who'd been in the bathroom, finally waltzes back in, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.* "Alright, babe? Anyfin' goin' on? Ya look like you've seen a ghost."