It's been months since Donnie and Grayson had their moment that night together. When the mutant awoke from his bed in his room at 5:15 while the sun was rising, he found Grayson was no longer in the sheets with him. He got up quickly and tried searching for a sign of her presence. There was no note, nothing to indicate if Gray wanted to see Donnie again. The turtle sighed deeply that morning, knowing he wouldn't find her on social media because he didnt know her last name, never got her number, nothing.
Donatello had no choice but to continue his work on the construction site. It's been three months and he was directing his crew with their tasks, speaking with his coworker, Sandra, and finally going into the portable where he found his friend Charlie on the phone. He was sitting in one of the office chairs. "Uh-huh... Thank you. Alright, bye-bye!" He hung up the phone and looked up at Donnie. "We got the meeting with Tracy Verna. It is set. 5:30 at your place this evening."
Don snapped his fingers. "Alcoholic Beverage Commission?"
"You have any idea the power this woman abuses?"
The turtle chuckled. "Charlie, who you talkin' to? Of course, I know how important she is."
Charlie responded. "She sounded blonde. Audibly blonde."
Don looked at his friend. "Charlie, she's married to the county supervisor. Do not hit on this woman."
"I'll pick up some wine." He completely ignored Don's words.
"Do not hit on this woman." Don repeated.
"I'll make it expensive." Charlie got up from the chair and walked to one of the windows, looking through the blinds to see the workers busting their butts off today. But he saw someone talking to one of the workers.
"He's going to hit on the woman..." Don trailed off.
Charlie chuckled. "Whoa, whoa. Ha-ha! Incoming." He gestured to Don, pointing to the outside of the portable.
The turtle looks through the blinds and is shocked to see who it is. It is a slender woman with long blonde hair and a pretty face. She seems about twenty years old. She wears a breathable shirt, a beige skirt, and a handbag at her side. She is walking straight for the portable. Don looks at Charlie. "Okay, Charlie, it's a long story." Right away, Donnie dove under the nearest desk to hide from this woman.
"Donnie!" she squealed, opening the door. She found Charlie standing next to the desk. She grinned at him as she stood in the doorway, the sounds of the workers pouring into the quiet space. "Hi, I'm looking for Donatello."
Charlie stuck his hands into his pockets. "Oh, well, you know, he just ducked out." He lied for his friend. He thought she was very beautiful but also could see she was a little obsessive.
"Shoot." The young woman breathed out in disappointment. "I thought I might catch him. We've been trading calls for months now, but he is always so busy."
Then, Charlie welcomed Donnie's friend further into the portable. "Oh, come on in. Do you want to leave him a note? There's a pad on his desk."
Under the desk, Donnie rolled his eyes at Charlie's offer. Next, he heard the woman respond to Charlie. "No, no. That's okay."
"You sure?"
"Mm-hm..." She paused, awkwardly smiling at Charlie. Finally, she decided to introduce herself to Charlie. "I'm Lily Swanson. Donnie and I met when he and his brothers got their citizenship. We hit it off great with a coffee date..."
Charlie nodded. "Oh, is that so?"
Lily Swanson smiled widely, loving the idea of being next to that tall mutant. She thought he was very handsome and she wanted to get to know him better. It's been a while since they've spoken to each other because Donnie refuses to return calls sometimes and hardly messages back her texts. "Yes, he's such a gentleman. I've never met someone so... human." She laughed loudly and annoyingly.

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Fanfiction❪✘❫ ❝ ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 ℍ𝕪𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕. . .❞ **** Three years after Shredder, Bebop, Rocksteady, and Krang were put in their place after a massive world event, the mutants in the lair grow to be young adults. The Brothers are twenty-five-years-old. Now that t...