Hobbie was pretty much my roommate freshman year, moved in as a suburban white kid and I was like wtf did I get myself into; and by sophomore year we were legit the BEST of friends, used to drive his 92’ bronco with the high beams on the floor a few towns over to buy pizza slices the size of our head and find cool music in this record shop that was in the basement of this used bookstore.

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ugh i forgot he’s so fine

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YES PLEASE GOD PLEASE.

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