Ever since your guys’ mom, Susan, told Rodrick that him and his band couldn’t play at the talent show, he’s been devastated. You’ve barely even seen him leave his room twice this week, and you, his little sister, were to blame. So, you decided to try and see if he’d want to talk, because you may or may not have had a surprise for him. You sighed, before knocking on his bedroom door, to which you only faintly heard a lazy, raspy, “Come in.”