~His P.O.V.~
Why am I just sitting here on the living room floor?
No, better question.
Why am I just sitting here watching this unconscious girl on my couch?
Yeah, that's better.
Still doesn't answer it, though.
Ever since Donatello had informed me of her mental illness, I had become so much more protective over this girl, and I don't know why I was so overprotective in the first place.
Depression I believe it was.
That's the name of it.
It sounded terrible to go through. Must explain why she felt so bad when I saved her. I'm not entirely sure if that tear-drenched expression is something I can just erase from my mind. I don't see why she would be so sad, she's a beautiful girl. Lovely (hair length/hair color) locks. I'd run a finger through them if we were actually friends. Hair always seemed like something to calm a person down. April doesn't let me play with hers.
I barely got to speak to her before she saw who I was and passed out on the pavement.
"Leo! She's coming to!" Donnie exclaimed.
Oh, goodness! I was so caught up in my head that I didn't notice she was stirring!
"Miss, Miss, are you alright?"
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TMNT Boyfriend Scenarios I Guess~
FanfictionI had the sudden urge to write TMNT boyfriend scenarios cause why not, expect slow updates, but I will do my best to upload quality content. I prefer the 2014/2016 turtles, so pls don't hate or I will probably cry rip.
