you'd been dating Rodrick Heffley for a couple months now, long enough to get used to the routine of his arm slung across you in some way and the loud crashing of his drums' cymbals. when the fall talent show had been announced it was all Roddrick ever talked about, he practiced his band's chosen song so many times even you could play by now; just from listening to it so many times.

though when his parents had eventually found out about the party the two other Heffley brothers had thrown while their parents were out of town- as punishment the eldest pair decided that Rodrick could not perform the big talent show coming up. your boyfriend was crushed.

as said brunet flopped down on your bed, head buried in your pillows without a single word, you were evidently confused. looking over at him from your place on the bed, you said "Rodrick?" your eyebrows scrunched together. hearing in response, a muffled huff "my life is over." as you tried to bite back your laughter at your dramatic boyfriend.