they’re sat on connors bed, silence lingering over the room. it had been a week since losing connor, six days since she’d told rodrick. they’d talked basically every day since, even though clearly most of the time neither of them had been overly interested in conversation. they’d both forced themselves to chat, even if it was just texts, to try to keep each other out of their own minds. but now they’re in connors room and suddenly they can’t even force conversation, silence only breaking when he eventually speaks.

❝ yeah. ❞ a quiet response, but his words hang heavy in her mind. the last week had been a terrible cocktail of feelings, the girl somehow full of anger and sadness and emptiness at the same time. the house had been unbearably silent, silence only breaking when arguments broke out. the arguments almost made it feel like it was normal again, but everythings still different. everything would always be different.

@lodeddrummer​ sent ;;  (‿ˠ‿) so what he sent nudes, what about it?

the photographer almost drops his phone upon opening his texts.

[  sms ;; rodrick  ] - did you mea n to send me th e se ?? ?

[  sms ;; rodrick  ] - w h y ? ? 

[  sms ;; rodrick  ] - i me  an... youloo k good, tho...

@lodeddrummer​ sent ;;  ❝ don’t you know who i am ? ❞

of course jonathan new who this guy was- he went to hawkins high && even got held back a couple of times. he also had a band project going on that managed to get gigs at school events- like their dances && shit like that. however, rodrick heffley also had that dick like quality to him, so jonathan spent a good amount of time avoiding everyone like that for the longest time. but now he didn’t have a choice- he was noticed so now rodrick was currently looking at him, speaking to him, && standing in front of him. 

but jonathan didn’t want to give the satisfaction. 

❛ ah- nope. ❜

Johnny had just moved to a new school and God it’s always hard. Especially transferring from Catholic School to Public. Luckily he had survived all his classes for the day and was finally at the part of the day he was looking forward to: Band Practice. He had found a flyer for a Rock Band looking for new members and he was all over that.