send “you okay?” to find my muse sitting alone on a roof at night.
Raph was never just ‘okay’.
Despite staring out at a city completely filled to the brim with people, he’d never felt so alone.
Even with his own family, he didn’t feel that he fit into the dynamic.
He’d never be the son that his father should want or that his brothers deserved.
He was just so…..angry. So closed off.
He hadn’t always been like this…but with every year that passed he steadily got worse.
Disillusioned with the world and the people that would cast him and his family aside.
The world would never accept them.
Turning away from the view, he lightly bumped his shoulder into his younger brother’s.