#((i now know alot about the different turtle cell phones in the shows XD I feel casey like got one too since April and even zach did))

[ducknotinarow]

87 Raph Casey - 🤪

| Send 🤪 (or “Drunk” if you can't see the emoji) for a random drunk text from my muse Raph didn't drink often but that didn't mean he wouldn't. Just not much around the lair he didn't need to hear about it from his brothers. It's not like he had a problem it's just well he sort of lost control of himself pretty easily when his belly was full of alcohol. Raph didn't hold much a filter as is already when feeling a buzz over his mind his beak was far more loss and his thoughts were all well made known. As a fit of giggling was escaping his beak in this very moment once the can of beer was taken away from his beak. He reached over trying to stack it on top of the other two empty can. Working on making a tower because for some reason he just wanted to make a tower out of the cans. Hand planted to the side of the couch tongue sticking out. As he tried his best to keep green eyes fixed on on to the two can set on the bottom slowly moving his arm over holding his breath for dear life. Finally as his hand wobbled he used his other to stable it and set it down to the top of his last two cans.

Smile wide over his beak tail even started to wag from behind him as he marveled at this work. Giggling to himself suddenly he was patted over himself till finally clumsy hands found his Turtle communicator. Opening it up as he tried to get a picture of his tower. "gotta show Casey" He slurred a bit when he spoke as he tried his best to understand how to hold the device between his hands. Needing to squint hard and focus on his tower of cans. It wasn't all that tall but to drunken eyes it was massive and clearly would impress Casey.

Soon Raph felt himself moving back, as if something had a hold of the back of his shell. Falling back on to the cushions of the couch. A loud 'hic' as he felt a hiccup work out from his shell made him land hard. Watching his little tower tip and fall over. A can rolling off to the land on the floor with a soft 'clank' Raph blinked a second before he had suddenly busted out into a fit of laughter "Clanck!" he repeated the sound as if it was some grand joke letting him self fall back to rest on his shell. Another set of giggles working out through them. Holding up his communicator as he selected Casey in it and sent his blurry as all fuck photo but to Raph it was a master piece. As were the last three blurry messes he hand sent to his boyfriend.

Boyfriend. That word alone set a warmth into his shell and a soft grin to his beak even if he was still softly giggling to himself. Staring idly at the name on the messages were told alone had his eyes forming hearts in them. Hugging his phone to his plastron as he sighed out in nothing but pure blissful glee. Thinking about Casey now, "imma text 'em" He says letting fingers work on the buttons to his device now "tell 'em how muh I hic- think 'bout him."

[text] Caaaaaaaasssssseeeeeyey Jjjjoooooooneees [text] It's raphie! As if they wouldn't know who was sending the messages humming in thought [text] thibin boat u bbg (thinking about you baby) [text] like ya messy block hoir I wanna run fingers innit (like ya messy black hair I wanna run my fingers in it) [text] win we kiss i wont kiss nwo so bad!!! (when we kiss, I want to kiss now so bad)

Raph paused reading that last text over a moment just to be on the safe side he sent another text. [text] i wann kiss u !

He just giggles to himself idly lifting his legs up and draping them over the arm of the couch knocking over the last remain cans he had set there before. As he sighed again letting his head tip back as he looks back. "I'm so nuts for 'em think he knows that?" He asks despite knowing Casey knew he told them they were dating but still he hoped Casey understood how crazy Raph was for them. Face back to the screen as his fingers starts texting again. Assuming they might be sleeping right now or out on their own stopping lawbreakers.

[text] I mmiss you! )-: [text] cause ya so qt (cause ya so cute)

He blushed a bit after he sent that "ahh he gonna think I'm dumb!" if he didn't already that would say more about Casey himself. "he so cute though ya see? so fuckin' CUTE!" not many would ever put that word to Casey Jones. But most people weren't Raphael. "He so shy and it drives me wild how cute it is! why he gonna go and hic be so fuckin' adorable 'ike it!" Near sound like Raph was complaining it was an odd thing Casey was so cute to Raph it made him wanna grab the guy and squeeze him because of how cute Casey was. He was so shy when it came to more intimate things. Holding hands, kissing, even taking of his mask or letting Raph do it. How soft Casey's eyes looked when he first kissed them.

[text] i n333d 2 squeeze u! (i need to squeeze you!)

Raph suddenly was typing fiercely as he could feel Casey's lips against his beak even now as if they kiss had been burned against his skin to he could never forget the feel. Despite his text it was purely out of this odd cute aggression Casey seemed to draw out of Raphael. He noticed the feeling of someone near by looming over him now.

"Excuuuuuuse yoou sir" weakly waving his arm trying to swat at them as he tried moving to sit up now. Having got to fast his head started to spin and he needed a second before glaring at the guy beside him. "I have you know" he tried holding a finger so he can wage it out towards them "I hic- 'em a taken turtle mutant. my man could fold ya in half." If Raph wasn't drunk he would understand why this stranger was looking at him like this. Because he had been talking to Casey this whole time. Somewhere around the third or fourth drink Raph had started to just loose track of where he was. He been hanging out with Casey, at their apartment. A few 'cold ones' some pizza and made throw on a game was their plans but Raph had kind gotten a bit carried away once the alcohol hit his system. Slowly moving to sit up on the arm of the couch. "look i'm sure ya nice fella an all but I got a man." he gave a sound huff and went to text back on to his communicator.

[text] a creep hinnt on m3 o-: (a creep hit on me o-: ) [text] dobt worry bbg told him i'm oft the marke ( dont worry baby told him im off the market)

"best hope he don' come here he ain't gonna like ya trying to make a move on his jellybean!" Raph shouted losing control of his voice as he slammed his hand to his shell, throwing his balance off. He rocked a little on the arm before letting gravity take him to the floor where he landed on top of the cans that had fallen their before. Likely flatting a few under his weight. "Jenga!" was all he laughed out once more breaking into an unstoppable fit of giggles. Turning on to his side as he let the laughter slowly work out of him till nothing but a soft sigh left him. Eyes growing heavy as he felt out for his communicator once more just looking at his messages to Casey. Not crossing his mind they hadn't answered still. Just sort of staring longingly at it before pulled it to help trying to hug the little phone to himself. Letting his eyes close head full of Casey, stomach full or beer and a head in a lot of pain but he couldn't feel like in the moment.