See, I’ve always envisioned myself as Greg Heffley from Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Even as a young kid I would copy his artstyles as well as dress like him (white shirt, black shorts, sneakers) and style my lifestyle after him. I have a NEET older brother, and so I begged my parents to conceive another child. Unfortunately, it was a girl, so I threw her in the lake. They were traumatised, understandably. So I adopted a baby boy from a shelter. They were discouraged, but over time grew attached. Y’know, I even told my mum to offer my NEET brother and I Mum Bucks. She said no, so I ignored her and isolated myself in my room. Quite a tragedy. But alas, that’s how it is.
I plan on making my name Greg Heffley when I turn eighteen.