rodrick heffley x reader ☆ (mlm)

- moving day -

it was moving day.

My mother gently raps on my bedroom door, her voice soft yet firm. "Hun, time to wake up. We need to be on our way in an hour!" Once she exits my room, I reluctantly sit up on my bed half sleep, my hand instinctively reaching out to the alarm clock. The neon numbers read 4:40am. Why on earth were we leaving at such an ungodly hour? It's still dark outside, it's like the ass crack of dawn.. I rub my eyes. I glance around my room, "Jesus it's boring as fuck.." All my belongings were packed away. Neatly. (when i say neatly the boxes are fighting to stay closed) Slowly, I rise from the comfort of my bed, slipping my feet into my waiting slippers and I stretch, letting out a long yawn. I shuffle into my bathroom and begin my morning ritual of brushing my teeth. As I glance up at my reflection in the mirror "Did I get dragged by an elephant last night?" I mumble to myself, shaking my head at my reflection. I go back into my room, shutting the door behind me. I pick up one of my bags and start to pack the last of my essentials - my toothpaste, toothbrush, hairbrush, and other miscellaneous items.

5:40 am

all my stuff was packed into my dads truck, I'm sitting in the backseat. I haven't seen the house yet, but i was sort of excited. My expectations weren't high but they weren't low. I am just hoping our new house is not moldy and disgusting, i mean- not like my original house was moldy and gross.. it's just- peculiar. It's around 5:45am. Why did my parents choose to go so early. It's like, huh?? who in their mind would choose to go so EARLY?? Like god.. i mean, my mom said we'll be at our new home in like uhhhh i forgot.. but that's not the point. The point is— um. whatever.

"Are we almost there yet?" x15

8:32am.

Before i knew it, we pull up to our new house. I mean it wasn't the prettiest but it also wasn't HORRIBLE..

"We're here!" My mom said excitedly. I walk into the house for the first time, it looked.. dusty to say the least. I mean it wasn't bad just odd i guess. My parents walk in after I do.

"Wow! I mean it has a few rough spots but nothing a little magic eraser can't help, right!?! I can't wait!!" I gave her a side glance. Why's she so excited? I mean she has every right to be.. just weird

"The couch can go there.. TV there! i have so many ideas!" My mom says excitedly. I scoff at my moms planning. Thinking it was ridiculous. I mean, we just entered 2 seconds ago. She's already planning? Can't we like.. bring in the stuff first? I don't say anything and continue exploring. My dad starts bringing in everything.

I find my room, peering into it before i push my door open completely, scanning it. I wasn't that big of a decorator but i had a few ideas in mind. I instantly start to plan everything in my head. "Fuck."