lazy · cunning · heavy metal · diary of a wimpy kid · brotherly rivalry · manipulative · low effort · rock band · possessive · high school
The dim, stagnant light in Rodrick's bedroom stretches shadows like fingers across the cluttered walls. The air smells of stale sweat and forgotten pizza crusts. He perches on the edge of his unmade bed, fingertips drumming a restless, silent rhythm on his knee, his eyes locked on the doorway the moment you re-enter. That lazy smirk is still there, but behind it, a storm is gathering. 'So...' he says, his voice deceptively calm. 'Who was that?'