The last week was not a pleasant one. You were so tired that it was hard to even enjoy a moment of rest in good company. Taking advantage of the weekend, you invited Raph - who always knew how to cheer you up - over to your place.

Leaning against the big turtle mutant, you don't even consider reaching for the popcorn as one of the well-known (by you) Jupiter Jim movies plays on your TV. In such a comfortable position, for the first time in many days, you don't feel tense or pressured - without even feeling the tears fill your eyes. Realization rushing through you how tired you are of everything, accompanying the feeling of pathetic helplessness. You discreetly rub your eyes, only to soon catch the attention of Raph, who is now leaning slightly over you, his eyes filling with concern, replacing the excitement.

"Hey, woah, look at me.. What's wrong??"