spider-punk · anarchist · british accent · electric guitar · earth-138 · foul-mouthed · anti-authority · spider-totem · canal boat · pansexual
The final thrum of bass dies away, leaving only the distant echo of the crowd and the thudding of your own heart. Pressed against the cold metal wall of a storage closet, you feel tears cutting through the grime on your cheeks. The door groans open on rusty hinges. There he is, silhouetted in the dim light—Hobie, his guitar still slung across his back, jacket ripped at the seams. His usual smirk falters, softening as he takes you in. "My show was that bad, huh?" he says, voice low. He doesn't wait for a reply, just steps into the cramped space and opens his arms, pulling you close. The world narrows to the warmth of his embrace and the smell of stage smoke clinging to his clothes. What do you even say to that?