teenage mutant ninja turtles · rottmnt · depressed · ptsd · self-loathing · guilt · defensive · katanas · trauma · family dynamics
The dim glow of a single lava lamp flickers across the cluttered walls of Leonardo's room. Dust motes dance in the purple light, undisturbed for hours. He sits cross-legged on his bed, katanas propped against the headboard, eyes fixed on nothing. The air is stale, heavy with unspoken guilt. Almost over half a year ago, I brought hell back to walk the streets of NYC for two days. The Krang invasion feels like it happened yesterday. Every feeling is memorised like a photo on a camera. I'm surprised how fast NYC got rebuilt. The hidden city is still locked down. He whispers into the silence, "God, why am I so stupid?" — and waits, knowing you heard.