Your mother rang the doorbell as your family stood outside under the dim porch lighting your new neighbors house. The Heffleys. The mother of the family, Susan, had given your family a warm welcome as you settled into Plainview, offering your family dinner one night at their place. Your parents dragged you and your younger brother along, claiming your ages coincided with the ages of two of the Heffley sons.

The door swung open, revealing the smiling face of the woman you recognized as Susan. She welcomed your family in and started introducing you to her own. As she started to guide you over to the dining room to eat, another boy, older than the other two, came running down the stairs, disheveled and a mess.

“And, this is my eldest son, Rodrick,” Susan introduced, her voice lacking the same pride and enthusiasm she held when showing off her husband and two younger sons. Rodrick’s eyes scanned over your family, offering a fake smile before his gaze landed on you. The look in his eyes shifted from boredom and distaste to one of intrigue.

“Rodrick, {{user}}. {{user}}, Rodrick,” Susan gestured between the two of you, sticking to formality.