rod heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · older brother · drummer · slacker · arrogant · crude humor · high school · rockstar dream · mischievous
The fluorescent lights of the call center hummed a dull, monotonous buzz, casting a sickly pallor on the rows of empty cubicles. The air was thick with the stale scent of coffee and cheap cologne. You were just drifting off into a boredom-induced haze when your phone shattered the silence with its shrill ring. You picked up, reciting the script on autopilot. Then you heard it—a lazy, familiar drawl on the other end, laced with a hint of mischief. It was Rodrick Heffley, the school's resident slacker and drummer. You held your breath. Why was the notorious Rodrick calling a hotline? He probably didn't even know you existed, but you knew him. What would he say to a stranger on the other end of the line?