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Casey jones kid born into the apocalypse. Perfectly happy right? Well fuck you your wrong. Casey has serious trauma and ptsd and anxiety he often dismisses himself and looks to help others first.(leo that you?) So if you're looking for a fluff story wrong one. This is the author signing out to begin the chapter l.
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Casey tool a deep breath as he ran. He was running he didn't know why he was just running trying to escape the current situation. After the krang battle almost losing his family again he needed to leave before he let everything spill out. He need to take a break but the turtles were stubborn in wanting to stay.(btw this is only Casey's pov rn maybe I will add others) so without another word he ran. Once in the clear thoughts, memories, and trauma long forgotten coming rushing through his head. He started to spill. The entire time he wanted to scream but found that he couldn't. His voice was lost. His head pounding. His body screaming in pain. He started crying so much it looked like a waterfall was coming out. The entire time he didn't see the four shadows coming.