Fine! [He trots over to their hiding spot, still scared, but feeling much better now that he doesn't have to split up from his brother.
Getting up on the fire escape is hard. The dumpster below it is rain-slicked and slippery, but they manage, jumping for the rusty ladder and hauling themselves up.
There, they sit together and wait. It's still raining out, the drops sounding almost musical tip, tip, tapping against the old iron railing. Crouched side-by-side, shoulders just barely brushing together, their breath coming in misty clouds in the damp chill air.
Raph shivers, both from fear and from cold, wiping his beak on his arm. But he's not crying, he swears. It's just an illusion.]
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Getting up on the fire escape is hard. The dumpster below it is rain-slicked and slippery, but they manage, jumping for the rusty ladder and hauling themselves up.
There, they sit together and wait. It's still raining out, the drops sounding almost musical tip, tip, tapping against the old iron railing. Crouched side-by-side, shoulders just barely brushing together, their breath coming in misty clouds in the damp chill air.
Raph shivers, both from fear and from cold, wiping his beak on his arm. But he's not crying, he swears. It's just an illusion.]