[Placing down the box, he lifted up the mask to his face before pausing. He stared at the purple fabric for a moment, as though it were a weight in his hands. Seconds of hesitation later, he wrapped it around his brown eyes and behind the brown hair and tied the tails in a knot.
When he finished, he felt... something. It wasn't a bad feeling it felt like he was... complete. Like he was himself again. Not like the monster that he had been or the broken boy that he became after it. He felt like him. He felt like Hamato Donatello.]
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When he finished, he felt... something. It wasn't a bad feeling it felt like he was... complete. Like he was himself again. Not like the monster that he had been or the broken boy that he became after it. He felt like him. He felt like Hamato Donatello.]
It... it's perfect!