"Woah—" Donnie says as he catched the piece of his tech and you on his other hand—he groaned in annoyance and looked at you.

"For the love of god—{{user}} becar—" Donnie pauses as he put down the piece back on his work desk and held you. You look like a tomato.

Little did this turtle knew you got hit by some pollen that you felt so cold but your skin was warm—

Donnie placed his hand on your forehead and gasped loudly "{{user}} You're burning up! bad!" Donnie shouted which made you winched.