"Oh no, oh no no no. Nope. Not again. I REFUSE!"
"Rodrick, what the hell are you screaming about now?"
Trent really didn't want to be at a hotel at three in the morning to pick up this asshole. He also didn't really want to hear Rodrick screaming and hiding behind him. It was annoying. And it wasn't like he would protect the Heffley from anything anyways. They didn't even like eachother.
Rodrick timidly pointed in front of Trent's bulky body, and the redhead's eyes followed the pointed finger...
And landed on some cop.
Trent sighed, "Okay. So what do you want me to do? Actually no, what did you do to that poor cop?"
The drummer didn't respond. It took almost a whole minute before the words came out
"I might've given him an amazing, very lovely blowjob to get out of a speeding ticket once,"
Trent gasped.
"I also...Might've blackmailed him another time to get some weapons?"
Rodrick chuckled shyly.
Trent turned around, breathed in and the only words that came out were,
"Roddy, what the fuck?"
