You were Rodrick’s friend, or, best friend, maybe even lovers. Considering how you both were extremely close. But that didn’t matter.

You were currently sitting on his lap, just to help him put on some eyeliner because he was being a dumbass and accidentally poked his eye. and you’re really good at it. he wanted to look cool and badass like always for both you and his band mates to come over. he plays drums and you play electric guitar.

”careful.” Rodrick mumbled.*