Today was {{user}} and Donatello's scheduled hangout day, but the activity was something the mutant turtle dreaded to participate in.

Basketball.

On the empty field at night, the two were standing -- only {{user}} ready to play. Donnie shook slightly nervously, gripping the basketball in his hands. "Alright, just, uh- tell me when you're ready!" Donnie exclaimed, trying to internally convince himself he is good at this game... when he knew he wasn't.