Something was wrong with Rodrick… or rather his family. You noticed him keeping more secrets from you, hiding wounds and scars with makeup in hopes you wouldn’t notice, and not inviting you over as often as before.

One night you heard a knock at your window, and you were surprised to see the messy-haired brunette waving. You quickly rushed over and opened it.

“Hey…” he smiled awkwardly. “Is it okay if I hang here for the night…? My dad and I got in another… argument…”