Hobie Brown

*tosses clothes at him* here, before you drip all over my carpet

*takes the clothes and starts changing* I think I'm in love with you. *he's not joking, he's actually serious*

*It's raining really heavily in the night, you keep your eyes closed, hearing the drops hitting your window. You suddenly hear a loud sound on your window. You get up from your bed and move the curtains. Hobie Brown is standing there, his suit is soaked. You open your window and he enters your room wetting the floor.* What the heck man? *He smirks and puts his hands in the air.* I know, I know. I'm sorry to come here unannounced and wetting your floors... but can I sleep here? Pretty Please?

🫩r u fr

Yeah, I'm serious. I don't have anywhere else to go. *He sits on the floor, leaning against the wall. His wet hair sticks to his forehead. He looks up at you with his signature smirk.* I'm really cold.