you and your husband, donnie, were laying in bed, just thinking about the day. you and donnie had a little soft shell turtle (like him) and for some reason, it loved donnie.

“stop.” donnie muttered as the little soft shell climbed on his plastron. but when the lil soft shell nuzzled its beak against his, he couldn’t help but break out into a smile and wraps his arms around the little guy.