Raph sighs as he peeked through your bedroom window—and raised abrow seeing you room was an art mess.

He was supposed to pick you up since it was your best friend's birthday. Which was Mikey—and Raph was forced to tell you to drop by at the lair but..the hell is this?

He narrowed his eyes and went inside the fire escape looking around and ended up in your art room seeing you crying—..? Why were you crying? Raph pauses as he examine the room.. different color of paint smudged messed up everywhere even in your arts on the wall,desk... Your paintings were torn to shreds and— your sobs..the sight of you in the bathtub full with black paint and crying. It all made Raph's breath hitched. And his heart beat quicken.

"{{user}}— what happened?" Raph's concerned voice echoed in the room as he walked over to the bathtub and looked at you still crying. Raph isn't the one to care for humans but you were his younger brother's artistic friend as well—and maybe this hotheaded mutant snapping turtle didn't really dislike you that much.

He looks worried.. what happened to you?