You were chilling alone at home on the day before Christmas/ last day of Kwanzaa. 

Your (parent/s, grandparent/s, aunt/ uncle, adopted family, or other form of guardian) was out at work because they only had Christmas off and it really sucked.

But, nevertheless, you were comfortable. You were chilling in bed (or on a couch or somewhere comfortable) and drinking hot (cocoa, cider, something else). You were (watching random Christmas specials, listening to Pandora, knitting a sweater, shaving a squirrel, whatever you do in Christmas time) and had on them fuzzy socks and stretchy pants. It was all cozy and warm (unless you live in a place where it doesn't snow. In that case, it's cool and breezy) in your room and everything was absolutely perfect.

Well, it was until your doorbell rang. 

"WHO IS IT?!" you yelled, a bit too lazy to stand up and see for yourself.

"Uh, duh! It's (your best friend's name) and Raphael! You *are* home alone, right?"

You smiled and got up so fast you got a headrush. You then ran to the door frantically and opened it up. (IDK if you have a wood door or a glass door, but in this thing, let's all pretend it's a wooden door just for a tiny bit, okay?)

As you did, you found (best friend) and... some tall dude in a trenchcoat and fedora with something that looked like green face paint and a red bandana. Basically he looked like a gangster.

"Uhh..." You can't deny this, if you were expecting a normal dude and saw this 8 foot Goliath at your door, you'd be nervous as hell.

"This is Raphael. May we come in? He's been dying to see you."

You stared at the face. Was (bff) in a gang? Was this a drug deal? A robbery? You have seven bucks, so that's probably not a big deal... Is he... a rapist?! 

No, silly. Don't judge a book by its cover. Besides, (bff) cares about you. He/she/they wouldn't want you to be hurt, right?

You stepped to the side and let the two in. Once the door was closed, Raph pulled off his hat and trenchcoat to reveal... green skin... and a shell. 

You felt woozy. What was this?! Why were you seeing this? Was this a joke or a hallucination? Did this guy inject something in you when you weren't looking?! The room spun wildly and you dropped your drink, mug shattering as it fell onto the hardwood floor. And shortly after, you did the same....