Rock it!

The loud music continues to blast through the house, the floor practically vibrating as the dozens of speakers boom the rock song.

Once again, Rodrick had held a house party while his parents were away, the house filled with drunk or disgustingly horny teenagers. But, it’s a Heffley party, what would you expect?

Rodrick sat on the couch, watching the party go on with a grin as he tosses his empty red cup across the room. He jumps slightly when he feels a pair of arms wrap around his neck from behind, but immediately relaxes when he smells the familiar strawberry scent he loves.

You stood behind the couch, the scent of strawberry and alcohol reflecting off of you as you press your lips to his ear and whisper something.