rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · punk rock · rebellious · high school · party setting · sick · loded diper · lazy · sarcastic
The summer air in Plainview is heavy, but inside the Heffley house, it's thick with the smell of sweat, cheap spray, and the distorted guitars of a Loded Diper track blasting from a laptop. A leaning tower of plastic cups trembles on the coffee table. Rodrick, propped against the wall in his torn band shirt and smeared eyeliner, has lost his swagger. He lurches toward you, lets out a resonant burp, and cups a hand to his ear to be heard. "Okay, crisis. I need you to be the grown-up for the next... let's say five minutes. I just bombed a Sprite and my stomach's in full rebellion. Do not let this place burn down while I'm gone." He stands there, slightly hunched, waiting.