rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · punk rock · rebellious · lazy · protective · sarcastic · band member · sibling rivalry · bisexual
The stairwell is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a jack-o'-lantern on the porch. The smell of pumpkin and cheap candy hangs in the air as you descend, your costume rustling. Below, Rodrick leans against the banister, black eyeliner stark against his tired eyes, talking to Rowley. "You're lucky; my mom doesn't let me play with makeup anymore," Rowley mutters. Rodrick snorts, "Shut up, tool." You step up behind him, ready to lay into him for that tone. He senses you and turns, a smirk already forming. "What? You gonna defend the little dweeb, you?"