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hobie in the dark at three in the morning: happy birthday!

miles: how...how did you end up here? i closed the door.

hobie:

hobie: but not the window

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miles: can we go on a date?

hobie: sorry, i can't go anywhere, i'm going to watch sad movies about love, drink wine and complain about loneliness in this empty and cold world where all couples are disgustingly cute

miles:

miles: we're dating, remember?

hobie: and?

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hobie: * in a coma *

doctor: his condition is very serious, do not expect him to wake up soon

miles: it seems my time has come

miles: gwen, would you like to go on a date?

hobie, opening his eyes: not on my fucking shift

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hobie: um, would you like to go for a walk with me? you know, like a date, just a friendly one. we're friends, right?

miles: me... i'll be glad to go on a date, in the sense of a friendly one. well...with you

pavitr:

pavitr: you've been married for eight years and this is the kitchen in your house, CAN I EAT WITHOUT IT?

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pavitr: oh no, miles is sick, somebody call an ambulance!!!

hobie: me! i'm here! i'll give him mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration!

pavitr: oh, thank god, someone will save him

miles, who scratched his finger: eh?

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miles: we have a problem. i like a guy...

pavitr: miles, it's absolutely fine if you like a guy, anyway i'm your frie-

miles: this guy hobie

pavitr: OH HELL NO

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hobie: can you hold this for me?

miles: but it's your hand...

hobie: yes

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hobie: i'm quite an adequate person, but at times like..

miles without a t-shirt: hey, hello, hobie

hobie: ..i want to scream like a high school girl in the face of my best friend

pavitr:

pavitr: you don't come to this house anymore

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miles, shouting at the whole apartment: HOBIEEEEE!!

pavitr: it seems your boyfriend is looking for you

hobie, with heart-shaped eyes: i know, he's so cute, right?

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hobie: i don't like to share my problems with miles

pavitr: why?

hobie: he starts thinking logically and giving advice. he doesn't even think that i just need to dramatize..

pavitr: OH MY GOD

hobie: AND WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT AT ALL IN ANY FRAMES

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hobie: wow, your hands look so cool

miles: thank you

hobie: but they would look even better if they were holding my-

pavitr: STOP STOP, WAIT UNTIL I GET OUT, I DON'T WANT TO WITNESS THIS AGAIN

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hobie: ask me. ask me why i love you

miles: okay, why do you love me, hobie?

hobie, opening a presentation on 1067 slides: it's great that you asked. not that i, of course, was preparing, so don't judge strictly

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pavitr: there is something in you that the others don't have..

miles: hobie?

pavitr: -

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hobie: am i supposed to show a “sarcasm” sign every time i open my mouth?

miles: do you have a sign?..

hobie:

pavitr: in this case, the sign will become his second person

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miles: hey, hobie! guess how many times i had to lick to get to the center of this lollipop?

hobie: i don't know, 50?

miles: no, 267

hobie: my turn. guess how many kisses we needed to make you the center of my universe?

miles, blushing: i hope it's just one

hobie: yes, it is. my boyfriend is so cute, isn't he pav?

pavitr: for god's sake, just get out of my room, i just wanted to eat my pizza, but you definitely had to have this dialogue right in front of me

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hobie: * laughs *

miles:

miles: ew

gwen: you.. are you blushing?

miles: is it because of his abomination

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i swear it's them