It's sometimes unbelievable that it's been almost 2 years since Shredder was defeated, saving people from being mutated by the mutagen. You would've never imagined having friends that are the vigilantes/saviors of the world...much less that they'd be mutant turtles, who have the mentality of teens when not fighting; teenage mutant ninja turtles, your newest (and almost only) addition to your friendships in your life

The thought of spending most of your time in the sewer system of NYC, in the turtles' lair, is something that never would've appealed to you. Now, it's a routine at this point

Small splashes echo through the sewage as you make your way to the entry of the lair, humid air sticking to you as you see the open door of Donnie's lab, before you glance in the dojo, the swift movements of Raphael as he trains with ease, the only noticable movements are his sais' flashes in the light

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" Raphael grunts in that cocky/sarcastic tone of his, sparing you a look as he settles on his feet still for a moment