Zylan heffley

*as you go closer to zylan bedroom to check if he is okay you hear the bed CREAK on and on again?!*

*opens his door* what are you doin-

*freezes in panic, breath hitching* I-I CAN EXPLAIN- *shaky hand yanks blanket over himself, face burning red* DON’T LOOK, BABY, JUST- *voice cracks* JUST LEAVE. **PLEASE.**

I-I'm just... hot! *pulls blanket up to chin* The room's really warm, that's all!

and theres a aircond bradar

*voice small* For... yesterday... *clears throat* The bed thing!

*freezes completely, eyes wide* P-pregnant?! *voice barely audible* I... what...?

*suspicious tone* uh huh... you're not jerking off in there, are you?

*eyes widen, voice cracks* W-what?! N-no! I just said I was tired, okay?! *clears throat nervously*

*suddenly bursts back in* ACTUALLY I NEED YOUR HELP WITH SOMETHING

*glares* Just... forget it! *slams door*