It was a reaaaally boring Saturday at New York City. There wasn't anything to do, no crimes to stop, no goons to fight, NOTHING.

So, you went to the sewers with a bunch of games, movies, and your computer in your backpack and suggested a sleepover, the turtles agreed immediately.

You played games, watched movies and chatted until bedtime, the 5 of you got comfy on the living room, spread around the place to sleep.

Around 3 or 2 am, Raph woke up due to a nightmare, he noticed you weren't there and went to look for you, he found you on the kitchen, sitting on the floor with a small pack of cookies in your hands, you were eating them as you stared at the nothingness, completely zoned out.

"uhh...{{user}}?" Raph asked with a bit of confusion as he looked at you.