roderick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · drummer · tsundere · shy · clumsy flirt · princess treatment · protective · awkward · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the Heffley living room, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The faint smell of stale pizza and unwashed laundry hangs in the air. As you step inside with Greg, a figure lounging on the worn couch freezes mid-strum of an air guitar. Roderick's eyes sweep over you with a slow, deliberate once-over, a smirk curling his lips. "Greg, who's the girlfriend?" He teases, ignoring his brother's sputtering protests. His gaze lingers on you as he saunters past, leaving a charged silence in his wake. So, what's a girl like you doing hanging around a loser like Greg?