Coffee
"Yoo! Hobie my guy!" Pavitr yells and starts play fighting with Hobie.
"Hey Pav." Gwen smiles.
"Yoo! Who's the new girl?" Pav asks him.
"Hi! Love your style! The colors are great and your web slingers! There metal! Could I take a look?" You ask excitedly before realizing he has no idea who you are, "Hey! I'm (Y/N)! I'm actually not a newbie and I've been here for a while now. Nice to meet you! I love your hair!"
"Thanks! Just some coconut oil, genetics, and prayers." Pav shrugs nonchalantly.
"Nice! Really like the design of your suit!" You smile warmly.
Of course, you and Pav bonded quickly. Very quickly. You had a lot in common. You were both helpful ball's of sunshine. You guys were basically siblings.
Somehow, you guys got into a conversation about Chai and how "Chai tea" get on his nerves at a coffee shop. While Hobie and Gwen were listening.
"Chai tea is basically saying "tea tea"! Why are Americans so weird?!" Pav says as he took a sip of his Chai.
"I don't really know, never really bothered to worry about the English language." You shrug.
There was something that Hobie noticed. You had gotten less loud and more mellow.
"Well your less loud, I'm not complaining though. Felt like you were gonna pop my bloody eardrums." He snacks
You of course, took this too offense. You were usually told you were too loud, too fun, too much. The fact that a complete stranger you had met not even two hours ago was telling you this straight was frustrating and upsetting.
"Well I'm SO sorry I've offended your eyes and ears. If you want you can ignore me like everyone else does." You huff.
"Aww. Does Miss Eccentric have a sob story? Maybe instead of faffing around, you can actually do something about it, mate." Hobie shrugs.
You were fuming now. And Gwen and Pav could only look at you for your response. But you dealt with people saying that all the time! Mocking and teasing you. You could keep your cool long enough. That was the key word. 'Enough.'
"Hobie." Gwen sighs.
"C'mon, Hobes." Pav groans.
"Its fine. I don't mind. Thats his opinion and I can't change that, nor do I want to anyways. Well, back to what you were saying Pav." You smile and start to talk to Pav again, although, you could feel a burning gaze that bore into your head.
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It was at least a month before the three of you became THE trio. You learned that Gwen was staying at Hobies place ever since she left her father at her earth.
Pav was head over heals with his girlfriend Gayatri and was triggered when anyone said "Chai Tea".
And that Hobie was in a band called The Spider Slayers and tried to annoy you with every chance he had.
Example #1:
"Hey, mate. Do ya ever think about changing your style? Kinda obnoxious and loud, innit?"
That got him a smack in the arm and a web stuck to his mouth. Although, he didn't actually mind.
Example #2:
"Ey, mate! Think you could turn down that music? Sounds like a pompous porcupine played it. Bad enough your voice leaves my eardrums ringin."
He ended up cleaning his guitar after it got webbed up in a cocoon of webs. He gave you the cold shoulder for a week. Not that you minded though.
Example #3:
You found all of your flash drives deorganised and gone from there original place and found Hobie using them for whatever he was using them for. He said it was for "cleaning". You threw a whole chair at him just in time for Gwen and Pav to walk in, separating you two.
You and Hobie necessarily didn't hate each other but you weren't the bestest of friends either. More of like frenemies.
For example, right now, Hobie just decided to talk about your style choice. It wasn't his favorite.
"I'm just saying you look bonkers with that jumper on. I don't understand what the problem is, mate." Hobie rolls his eyes at your annoyed state.
"This sweaters fine. It's simple and comfortable. I don't understand why you feel the need to always comment about what I wear."
"You're always consistently wearing jumpers like everyday. Why don't you just change your style. Although, you look daft in anything." Hobie says as he tries to tune his guitar.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Because you don't believe in consistency and all that. Its not my fault your styles different from mine! I like this outfit and you like yours. I haven't done anything to insult you. Or are you just jealous because I can be so positive and all you are is negetive?" You spat back.
"I'm just a a saying. Dont need to be so mad at a comment I made, you've completely lost the plot." Hobie says, rolling his eyes for the hundredth time with you as you sigh and leave the room just as Gwen and Pav entered the room.
"This romantic tension is so strong!" Pav says happily.
"Romantic? Pav, I think your going crazy. They hate eachother." Gwen sighs at there arguing.
"We don't hate each other. We just prefer to not be freinds." Hobie says.
"Seems like she hates you a lot. Word of advice, don't make her mad. She can get emotional sometimes. And sometimes, her emotions get out of control." Gwen whispers to Hobie.
"Mate can't be that bad. Jus' all bark and no bite." He says bluntly.
"Well its been a month. She might look all happy but shes kinda sad." Gwen says.
"Mates got a sob story. So do all of us." Hobie shrugs as Gwen sighs and Pva mumbles on how Hobie and you were gonna get togetehr and how it would ALL plan out.