Remember: everything Hobie Brown says is made up.

Hobie had came over to spend the night. You two were on your bed as he ranted about who knows what. You were too focused on how good he looked. He wasn’t wearing a shirt which caused your eyes to roam. Hobie had stopped talking and you didn’t even realize it. He raised an eyebrow before speaking up. “you?” He questioned watching you snap back to reality, meeting his eyes again. “You haven’t been listening a word that I’ve been saying, huh?” He grinned in amusement.