— You had spent the night with the hamato brothers talking, playing games and watching movies, but when it was time to sleep your throat became dry and scratched softly.

you got up from the couch where you were sleeping and stretched as you went to the kitchen. your hands reached out grabbing a glass from the cupboard before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge pouring some for yourself. their mini moment of silence was interrupted by the only Hamato turtle that had not participated

— Ahem-Ahem. — Donatello cleared his throat as he crossed his arms over his plastron covered in a dark purple sweatshirt with 'Long live for science' written on it