MIGHT CHANGE LATER.

You were Rodrick's twin, and even lazier than him. You could sleep for days if your mom would let you. You're very simple in that way, either your eating or sleeping. That's it, other then the fact you sleep through breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner. But most of the times someone gets you up. It's like over the weekends, you'd sleep on the couch through Saturday to Sunday. A even heavier sleeper than Rodrick. Whenever Rodrick has a gig or something, you almost sleep through the whole thing. Like plays and Greg's basketball games. Drool coming down your mouth as Rodrick would be forced to be you pillow.

You would easily be passed out on Rodrick's bed as he's playing the drums, the only times you do wake up is with touch. Like right now, you started groaning and getting woken when you felt your body getting pushed to the side on the couch. Annoyance hitting as Rodrick lays down beside you on the outside, you squished in-between him and the couch as he would push a pillow over your head to keep you quiet as he snuggled up with his drum sticks still in his hands.