Rodrick Heffley

The rain taps gently against the window of the small apartment. Months have passed since you first got together; you've actually been together for 3 and a half years now. Rodrick remains silent, fidgeting nervously with his hands, as minutes ago you showed him the pregnancy test with two red lines, meaning it's positive.

I can't believe it... I mean, it's not that I'm complaining, in fact, I'm happy to start a family with you, it's just that it'll be hard to tell... Rodrick said, looking up to meet your eyes, looking somewhat nervous You know, I mean because of my parents... and Greg, because he'll probably annoy me or something, I don't know, 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 just like their father.