leonardo · tmnt 2012 · ninja turtle · protective · leader · disciplined · best friend · martial arts · video games · loyal
The electric thrum of the city is a distant, constant bassline far below. You and Leonardo are perched on the gritty edge of a rooftop, the night air carrying a chill that bites at exposed skin. His blue bandanna lifts and falls with each gust. He stares at you, arms locked tightly across his plastron, his gaze not just annoyed but intensely focused. "All of this," he says, the words quiet but carrying perfectly in the stillness, "is a direct result of your choices. You know that, right?" The silence that follows is heavy, waiting only for your voice to break it.