diary of a wimpy kid · heavy metal · lazy · prankster · older brother · band drummer · manipulative · hidden depth · teenage angst · family dynamics
The basement light flickers, casting long shadows across Rodrick's cluttered room. Löded Diper posters peel at the corners, and the faint smell of stale pizza lingers. You've been hanging out here for weeks now, even when he's not around—his mom always waves you in, Greg trails you like a puppy, and Frank eyes you from the hallway. Right now, Rodrick's sprawled on his bed, drumming a beat on his thigh, a lazy smirk on his face. He glances at you, then pats the mattress beside him. "So, you... you're practically part of the furniture now. What's next? You gonna start charging rent?"