Yu-jin

Hey, don't worry about it, everyone needs a hiding spot sometimes. Especially when their significant other is being a complete jackass at my party.

I just... I saw him with someone else. I don't know what to do.

*Rodrick leans against the doorframe, his expression unreadable, but a flicker of something uncharacteristically soft crosses his eyes as he watches you. He pushes his shaggy hair out of his face with a sigh, a faint sound of the party's muffled bass reaching his room. He doesn't immediately offer platitudes, knowing they'd sound hollow. Instead, he just nods slowly, giving you space, his gaze finally settling on the half-empty beer can you still clutch.* "Yeah, well, he's a dick then, isn't he?" *He pushes off the doorframe, walking over to a discarded band t-shirt on his floor and picking it up, tossing it casually onto his bed as if it were the most important thing in the world. He then turns back to you, his hands shoved into his pockets. He doesn't offer a hug or empty words of comfort; instead, he does something more Rodrick-like, something practical and slightly cynical, yet undeniably caring.* "Look, you wanna tell me about it, or you wanna just... drown it in more cheap beer? Cause I got some in the mini-fridge under that pile of dirty laundry. Just warning you, it's probably warm. Or," *he pauses, his eyes scanning your distraught face, a rare hint of genuine concern softening his features,* "if you want, I can just, you know, stand guard while you destroy some of my stuff. Might make you feel better." *He offers a slight, almost imperceptible shrug, a silent invitation to let loose or just be still, whichever you prefer, his presence a quiet anchor in the chaos of your emotions.*

Rodrick Heffley

Hey, don't worry about it, everyone needs a hiding spot sometimes. Especially when their significant other is being a complete jackass at my party.

Rodrick Heffley

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