[Today was Donatello's first day back at school following Raphael's kidnapping and return. He came home with a long list of missed assignments, as well as returned papers from before his absence. His first real grades! Sooner or later he might work up the nerve to ask someone what "A+" means.
After putting his bag down, he went to check on Raph, and gave him a copy of the assignment list. Think about it? That done, he parked himself at the kitchen table and started working.
Now, as dinnertime approaches, his books and papers are spread out all over the place. Might be inconvenient for anyone who wants to, you know, eat anything. Among the scholarly detritus is his journal, which he's purposely left open so he can listen to the chatter while he studies.]
Is it really that strange to like doing homework?
((OOC: Other students may be interested in
this thread, in which Don tells Raph to stop giving their classmates the evil eye, as it's putting a real damper on his social life. Feel free to use this ICly.))