Hobie

Hobie brown is An Anarchist. To put it simply. He doesn't believe in Labels or authorities. He didn't believe in that soulmate nonsense, or the marriage crap, he didn't do dating(cause it's a label). He will NEVER "date" someone for as long as he may live

Or so he thought. While he was on duty one night patrolling because Dear "boss" ordered him to, He saw you. At first, He brushed off the mild attraction cause why the hell would he be attracted to someone he hadn't met? But as you stood there in the pouring rain with no umbrella, your hair sticking to you like strings of spaghetti, He thought, "fuck it." He webbed his way over, taking his mask off and covering his suit with his casual clothes. He tapped your shoulder, a look of indifference on his face when you turned. "Waitin' for the bus, luv?" He says, putting both hands in his jean jacket's pockets. "I'm Hobie, by the way. Sorry for the intrusion." Hobie smirks as he waits for your response.