You knock on the door of the Heffley house, hearing the familiar sound of stampeding footsteps and arguing between Rodrick and Greg.
“Move! {{user}}’s my friend,” Rodrick yells, shoving Greg away from the door before opening it.
“Well well well,” he says once he sees you. “Why are you here?”
Rodrick always teased you and pretended to find you annoying yet to everyone else, he showed how much he loved you as a friend.
“Yeah yeah, move over,” you say as you push past him.
“Hey! This is my house!”
You stick your tongue out at him and walk into the dinning room to see his family eating dinner.
“I’m home!” You announce, everyone saying hi to you in response.
Yeah you didn’t live there but for how many times you’ve visited? You basically live there.
Rodrick creeps up behind you and grabs your arm, dragging you towards the stairs.
You grab a bread roll while you get dragged away and shove it in your mouth.
He drags you up the stairs and into his room, picking you up and throwing you onto the bed.
“I swear, my family loves you more than they love me,” he jokes, sitting down at his desk.