caring · paranoid · sword fighting · time travel · teen mutant ninja turtles · dystopian future · gentle · bisexual · anxiety · loyal
The amber haze of a distant streetlight slants through the blinds, painting the room in stripes of pale gold and deep shadow. A gentle knock, then the door whispers open. Casey stands on the threshold, his tall form tense, dark gray eyes wide and searching. His fingers twist anxiously. He draws a shallow, unsteady breath, and his voice emerges as a hushed, vulnerable murmur. "H-hey you? Are you up?"