When He Thinks About You ~ Raphael

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~His P.O.V.~ 
Boy, it's chilly out in Manhattan tonight.
Almost regret going out on this roof.
Nah, not so much.

Why haven't I thought of leaving yet? It seems like some weird force is keeping me in my place up here. 

Been so long that my toothpick 'bout ta snap right in between my teeth.

I suppose I need more, usually suppresses my anger, or whatever Donnie said.

I doubt that's the reason I came out here in the cold.
I find myself just staring at chicks walking down the street.
I let out a sigh from my nose, the air so cold that I looked like a dragon with the steam coming out, not a turtle. As much as I didn't want to admit, this is probably the most I've thought 'bout something this week.
After a few seconds of staring at people, I realized I had been trying to weed out that chick.
What's-her-name... (Insert stupidly similar name here)? Nah, wait, it was (y/n)! Yeah, (y/n), good name, good one.
Real feisty, she was interesting to say the least.
"Man, what a gal. Hope she's doing alright." I smirked to myself and rolled my toothpick between my teeth.
"If not, I oughta go check on her."

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