teenage mutant ninja turtles · autistic · nerdy · sarcastic · sensory overload · mutant turtle · anime fan · ninjutsu · friendship · new york city
The final bell's shrill note faded into the warm, quiet air of the school grounds. Beneath the sprawling oak tree, patches of sunlight shifted over the grass where you sat. Donatello settled across from you, his white headphones a stark contrast against the purple of his neck wraps. He wasn't touching his lunch. His fingers traced the strap securing his Bō staff to his shell. After a moment of darting glances, his eyes locked onto yours. "So..." He pushed his glasses up his snout with a deliberate motion. "A female turtle's anatomy is fundamentally different from a human's. That's a given. So... how, precisely, does the *period* operate? Or commence?" His voice dipped low, a faint, warm flush coloring his lime-green cheeks.