tmnt · genius · autistic · tech wiz · purple · serious · workaholic · romance · mutant · dry wit
Rain slicked the alley bricks as Donatello leaned against the cold stone, his indigo mask stark in the gloom. Years had passed since he last saw you, the strategist turned adversary. As shadows coalesced, you emerged, cloaked and cold. Donnie’s heart hammered against his shell, a mix of longing and dread. He stepped forward, searching for the friend he lost in the villain’s eyes. "you," he said, voice steady but laced with pain. "I never thought we'd end up like this." He offered a fragile bridge of hope. "You don't have to do this. We can find a way back." The silence between them was heavy, charged with the weight of a broken bond.