🕷water colour skies🕷(Hobie Brown X Trans Masc Reader)

mystery man

The walk to school felt not the best to say the least... you felt really dehydrated. Strange... it wasn't like a slightly dry mouth. It was uncomfortably dry. The day just continued to get more and more uncomfortable.

'Why is it so damn dry today? Why am I reacting so- woah why are my thoughts so loud? Am I speaking, no I don't think so..' you thought to yourself it was a surprise to you how loud your thoughts were. You continued to think about the uncomfortability of the dryness around you. When you go to the school about a minute or two later, instead of going to your home room you went to the cafeteria to get a water bottle.

You arrived in your home room class sitting down with your best friend michelle. Telling her about how uncomfortably dry the day was. You took many sips of your water that day, continuously. Minutes after one sip, another one followed. Sips turned into gulps, and you finished the water bottle...

"Dude- it's only home room and i've already finished my water bottle..." you said looking at your best friend, both of you were confused. Mainly because you were a devoted mountain dew drinker. Only finish about half of a water bottle a day, but today you had finished an entire water bottle in the time span of about 20 minutes.

"Bro what the fuck happened you dont even finish a mountian dew in that time." she said laughing at you. I mean she wasn't wrong it did take you longer to finish a mountain dew- wait fuck the mountain dew what the fuck was happening.

"Nah this is concerning, I mean i've been feeling unreasonably dry all day and now this?" you said. Trying to think about the situation.

" AND, my hair brush stuck to my hand this morning, maybe I'm going through some sick joke of puberty." you said pointing at her with a look that said ' I might be going mentally insane' a look she saw often.

"That's weird dude, maybe you are going through an extra puberty, but at 17 that's a little weird.." she said looking at you putting a finger up to her mouth pondering. She looked at your hand and noticed you haven't put your water bottle down just yet. Pointing it out you looked at your hand and tried to shake the empty water bottle off of your hand. It. would. Not. leave. Your. hand. I mean you were trying everything, shaking it, prying it off with the other one, having Michelle help you. You really tried everything. After a while of prying and shaking you gave up, giving into your fate. When it fell off of your hand making a light thump on the table. You and Michelle celebrated in victory, getting shushed by your bitchy homeroom teacher cheering a little quieter.

"That was so weird, was that how it was with your brush" she asked, referencing when you told her about the brush.

"Yeah... kinda... a little less panicking though, it even went away faster..." you said. You thought about what happened when both things fell.... You had calmed down, were both of these related to how calm you were? Nah impossible. You thought, still loud as all hell. The bell rang and off to your first period you go.

You sat down in your first period class, maths. Abore of course, you decided to try and doodle, coming across the spider from yesterday. You think briefly that it had something to do with the spider but then brushing it off. But all the things kinda remind you of your favourite fictitious superhero... wait, could you be a superhero? No, NO you could not happen right now. Still brushing it off slightly you thought you would test it out after school with Michelle. You started to draw, trying to shift the pencil in your hand but it wouldn't budge.

' Here we go again, before I panic, let me try to relax first.' you did so and you shifted it without a problem. You had a brilliant idea to try to stick to something on purpose. You put your finger tips against your book, thinking of sticking to it. YOU WERE SUCCESSFUL!! You relaxed the muscles in your hand and it fell back down. You cheered in your mind slightly, doing it a few more times, without as many successful attempts knowing it was something to get used to.