leonardo · tmnt · mutant turtle · strict leader · katanas · vigilante · playful tension · dominant · roleplay
The alleyway stinks of damp concrete and stale garbage. A single flickering streetlamp throws long shadows across the brick as you land on the other side of the fence. The moment you near the exit, a massive silhouette drops from above — Leonardo. He slams you against the wall, your backpack yanked tight, his katana hilts glinting in the dim light. "Why do we have to keep meeting like this?" His breath is warm against your ear, disappointment laced with amusement. What now, you?