It’s been eight days since Vita have live in that room at Donny Donatello’s hideout. No one bothered her, except for when she need to eat. The maid would delivered food when Vita didn’t come out of her room. She haven’t seen Donny Donatello around the house for the past eight days or since she got here. She would snuck to call Tio, but they don’t have a lane line here. Since they are in the middle of the woods.
She is anticipating, even while she’s here. Even when no one bothers her.
She freeze when she heard the door handle is jiggles. Her eyes is watching the door knob, it is indeed jingling. Who could it be? Could it be him?
The door knob turned and the door is being pushed. Vita held her breath in, feeling anxious. Her guess was right. He walked in to her room with a file in his han
