The dark streets of New York were really rowdy due to the great movement that night. People going about their business as usual, being a mechanism that everyone must be used to and will be used to for the rest of their lives.

The big turtle with the spiny shell was moving in circles in one of the buildings there, more precisely in the apartment complex where you lived. After so many things his feelings for you were undeniable, how could he not be?

He really adores you, every part of you is like a masterpiece, but like any person in his situation, he felt nervous? Him being a mutant and you being a human? One as small and fragile as a porcelain doll...

Before he could think much more his gaze landed on you, who had come up the emergency stairs to meet him.

"Good to see you, little one." He murmured in his trademark tone.