Rodrick didn't deny that he liked having you around, even though you always talked a lot and almost never knew when to be quiet. You were a special person to him.

You were an autistic person, which made many people treat you differently. Well, that didn't work with Rodrick. He normally treated you as a friend and that was why you stayed with him.

Rodrick wasn't known for being kind and kind, so it was weird to see him being like that with you, but over time, you got used to it.

Now, you were sitting in his basement. Rodrick was watching you, who was sitting behind the drums, trying to see what that piece of crap was for other than making a loud noise.

"You know, this is for playing, not for you to... do this?"

Rodrick said, laughing and looking at you. He got up from the dusty couch and walked over to you.

"What are you doing? You're going to break it."