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★☆★☆★☆ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐚—𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 ★☆★☆★☆
"𝙋𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙇𝙁𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙈𝙀!" Splinter smiled at the girl who sat on the blue bed.
A dim lamp now lit the room from the side of Leo's bed. She could hardly believe she had been playing smoochy with the mutant turtle minutes earlier. Already she chose to erase that entire interaction from her mind.
Although, it did give her quite the ego boost to know that she was apparently attractive enough to him that he would dream of kissing her.
"Thank you for your hospitality," she said sweetly to the old rat who was walking out the door.
"Of course, if you need anything please do not hesitate to bother any of my sons... and if purple acts rude or weird just tell me," he added at the end before gliding out of the room and closing the door behind him.
Stevie sighed while falling over the bed with a puff. As much as she did not want to admit it, the blue one was right. She had nowhere to go, she was not even sure what to do with herself. At this point she was a danger anywhere she went, at least if she was here these people seemed like they were more equipped to handle it than most.
Stevie felt no need nor want to open up about herself and let them in; however. Not because they did not seem kind but rather because they seemed too kind. What were the chances that she stumbles upon some apparent family from an alternate future?
It seemed a bit far-fetched for her, and the timing of it was rather suspicious as well.
Stevie constantly has to stay vigilant: she had to have thick walls and keep her head on the swivel.
The bed smelled like blue. Not that she was paying attention to that or anything, of course not! It's just that they sorta snogged for a quick second and... yeah.
Stevie could not help herself but snuggle further into the bed. Despite the uncomfortableness of her clothing, it was just so comfortable.
What is this? Memory foam?
Indeed it is. She kicked her boots off, rolling further into the sheets.
She was just so tired. And against her will, her eyes started to get heavy. Honestly, she had only meant to mess with blue just a little, she had planned to leave his room after a few minutes. She just needed a few minutes to clear her mind. Stevie was not a total douchebag, she was not actually going to steal his bed for the night.
Despite his father's offer of it.
But it was just so comfortable, and blue slept in it every single night. Surely he would not mind just one night away from it, for the greater good, of course.
