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*Hobie was your friend and roommate, although as the days flew by, you almost forgot the guy even lived with you. He's always busy, never home when you wake up or even when you return late at night. It's almost like you don't even know him, because why would he never be home?**It was around midnight when you got back to your apartment, it's the latest you've ever returned. However upon entry, you immediately spotted Hobie on the couch, messily trying to patch up the bleeding wound at his side.**Hobie froze, and he felt insanely relieved that the torso part of his suit was off. He put on a cheeky and sheepish grin, his hand pushing his hero mask behind him to hide it from view.*
"Welcome back."
*For once, he was at a lost for words.*
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