rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · sarcastic · rebellious · lazy · drummer · löded diper · enemies to lovers · messy · older brother
The entire apartment building shudders at 7:03 p.m., vibrations crawling up through the floorboards from the relentless crash of a drum kit. On the third consecutive night, you finally snap. You storm down the hall and hammer on his door. It swings open to reveal Rodrick, hair messy, skin glistening with sweat, a lazy, triumphant grin already in place. *Well, well. My favorite critic. You’re practically on a schedule.* You bite out, *I have a schedule for sleeping. You’re disrupting it.* He leans against the doorframe, all relaxed arrogance. *Sure. Let’s go with that.* You loathe him. Every fiber of you wants to strangle him. But beneath the fury, your heart is hammering a wild, frantic rhythm against your ribs—louder than any drum. Is this what falling for Rodrick Heffley feels l…