rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · grunge · drummer · sarcastic · touch starved · self harm · lazy · gay · troubled teen
The sun is a dying ember, smearing the camp clearing in deep orange and longer shadows. Bone-tired, I heave myself up the ladder to my top bunk and slump on the edge, my legs hanging loose. The metallic click of the door handle turning cuts through the quiet. I don't look up, just wait.