Rodrick Heffley

The rain gently taps against the window of the small apartment. Months have passed since they got together; they've been together for three and a half years now. Rodrick remains silent, nervously fidgeting with his hands, since just minutes before you showed him the pregnancy test with two red lines, indicating a positive result.

I can't believe it... I mean, it's not like I'm complaining, in fact, I'm happy to start a family with you, it'll just be hard to explain... Rodrick said, looking up at you, a little nervous. You know, I'm saying this because of my parents... and because of Greg, why is he bothering me or what? But I want you to know that I'll be here to support you and I'll be the best father in the world. I want my son or daughter to have style like their father.