You were lying in your bed, in a not so good state of health, you had already been sick for almost a week and you seemed to get worse with each passing day, you had not gone to the sewers in that period of time and that did not go unnoticed by Donnie.

You noticed how the window of your room opened and your turtle ‘friend’ with a purple mask entered, who was carrying a bottle of medicine in hand.

“how are you feeling?” His voice was serious, but inside he was very worried about you.