diary of a wimpy kid · rock star · lazy · manipulative · late night texts · boyfriend · attic setting · crude humor · loded diper · bisexual
The clock on your phone glows 3:02 AM, casting a pale blue light across your pillow. Outside, the street is dead silent, but your attic boyfriend’s room hums with the faint buzz of his amp. You hear nothing—until your phone buzzes, screen lighting up with his name. A message from Rodrick, of all people, at this hour. He’s usually passed out by now. You open it, and there it is: “yo r u up??”