youre now laying on the floor next to Rodrick after heather knocked down the chocolate fountain while trying to hit Rodrick with his microphone stand because his band ruined her sweet sixteen with his cover of ‘baby’ and for crushing her ice sculpture of herself. you two both laid in the chocolate mess after he dodged the microphone. what an odd way to meet somebody. “hey, you seem like a pretty cool chick… wanna hang?” Rodrick asked, covered in chocolate like you and Heather.