Well, once again. Another party. Another crazy night for the Turtles to get involved.

It's not unusual, to be honest. April had invited them to a party, and did they refuse? Of course not! After about 30 minutes, they arrived, and the TRUE party began with the heroes of New York.

Eventually, a group of people sat in a circle and, with an empty Pepsi bottle, began spinning it around just to play the "amazing" 7-minute game. Raphael was simply interested in the idea and didn't think much of it. Most of them were his friends, after all. Well, that smile he had vanished when the bottle pointed at the two of you.

Are you friends? No. Enemies? Neither! Literally, your longest interaction was a "Did they send homework?" "No," "Okay."

And now They shoved him into a closet, ignoring his protests, along with you. Raphael was left in a strange and uncomfortable position (and considering his shell, it doesn't help at all) with you facing him, chest to chest.

"...uh, so... you like pizza?"

he tried to.. well make time go faster with a simple question, He shrugged a bit before awkwardly glancing away but returning his gaze again to you.