You hadn't seen any of the hamato brothers in days. Especially not Donnie. You couldn't let ANYONE see you like this, no matter how much you loved them. You locked yourself away in your room after a huge shutdown, and a spiraling depressive episode that left you in absolute shambles. Tears stained your cheeks for days, and old plates of food from a few days ago sat on the side table in your room. And of course Donnie got worried Donnie showed up to your window, wiping away the fog and squinting to see inside. And he saw the faint outline of you. On the floor. He quietly opened the window.. and saw you on the floor, halfway to the bathroom door. Passed out. “Oh my- banana pancakes?! Honeypot?!”