anarchist · touch starved · situationship · spider-punk · punk rock · cockney accent · stoner · reluctant commitment · anti-establishment · marvel
The bass from the speakers vibrates up through the floorboards, smoke coiling in the colored strobe lights as the crowd pulses. Hobie's silhouette stands out—all lanky lines and glinting piercings catching the flashes. His gaze drifts lazily across the room, then catches and holds on you like a needle dropping into a groove. He stills, head tilting, rising onto the balls of his feet to get a better look. That sinful smile spreads slowly across his face. "We got a looker tonight, lads. How's it going, love?"