𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀

* ╱╱  BRB CRYING

and  where  have  you  been?

i  would  not  touch  that  if  i  were  you.  we  aren't  sure  what  it  is  yet.

// cb or drop something! gotta get my portrayal down for her again

*).     theme ate 

@scarletswarlock 
          
          “well, what a coincidence, i heard it was yours too, brother,” pietra said with a soft smile, grabbing a gift box from beside her, wrapped in red paper of course. the speedster was mainly known for her jokes and her attitude, but a lot of people didn’t know she was very sentimental. her gift for warren was a scrapbook she had spent months making for him, using all the photos she still had left from their childhood, the only copies she had, but she knew warren would appreciate it. she also used more recent photos, newspaper articles about the team, and other items, wanting to be as thorough as she could. but at the end she had a letter to him, telling him how much she truly appreciated and cared about him, even though they fought often. “i will probably devour all of them later,” pietra laughed, shaking her head fondly before she smiled, “happy birthday, brother.”
          
          // no angst today. i promise. 

@scarletswarlock 
          
          “i can say it quite easily,” pietra said, her mouth moving quicker than her thoughts at that moment, “when is the last time we spent time together, warren?” she gave him a moment to think before she spoke again, “it’s been over a month. did you know that? i agreed to come here because you told me you’d be there for me but that was just a lie!” she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. pietra knew she couldn’t cry right now, she couldn’t let herself be weak in front of him. “i have a hard time believing that, brother.” the speedster sighed, shaking her head slightly. she tried to keep her thoughts quiet, knowing if she thought too much, warren would hear them. “at this point it’s not me pushing you away if you aren’t even there, warren,” she said, looking down at her hands for a moment. her head shook again before she gestured towards the door, “please just get out. i don’t want to argue right now.” there was a rare occurrence. for once she actually just gave up on an argument and just wanted to be left alone. he didn’t understand how much he was affecting her, or maybe he did and he didn’t care. 
          
          // AJDJFFJ I KNOW THATS WHY I DID IT
          i mean, that’s nothing new. i feel like he probably always wants to throw her out a window

@scarletswarlock 
          
          “synthezoid, robot, either way you have feelings for someone who isn’t human, warren,” pietra replied, “you’d be better off having a crush on the microwave.” here we go again with the rambling.  she listened as the male rambled for a bit about vision, causing her to zone out slightly. “you sure it’s not about her thinking less of you? if it was anyone else in the compound, you wouldn’t care, so why is this so important if you aren’t trying to keep your image up with her?” she shook her head slightly, “i think you’re in over your head, brother. a robot isn’t going to have her feelings hurt if i tell her the truth about her terrible cooking. she doesn’t have feelings anyway.” a slight roll of her eyes proceeded her speaking again, “just what, warren? why do you think that i care about what she values? why should i care when-” she fell silent, shaking her head for a bit. after a moment of being silent, she spoke softly, “why should i care when she’s the reason you and i don’t spend time together anymore? you’re always with her when you aren’t training or in meetings.”
          
          // honestly, probably. didnt help i was going back and forth between vis and here. two blonde anons. that confused my brain LMAO
          
          also i love pietra’s angsty softness. she’s truly me for real LMAO

@scarletswarlock
          
          pietra rolled her eyes slightly as her brother practically stood there begging her. "why does it matter if i like it or not, warren?" the blonde asked, her brow raised slightly. her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at him, "someone needs to let her know the truth about her cooking, brother, and it obviously won't be you." the speedster knew exactly why the male was asking her to do this for him. hell, the entire compound would know. "i don't know why you think my opinion would make her think less of you," pietra stated, "besides, it's not my fault you have a crush on the robot."
          
          // i'm so glad you went with this
          scenario LMAO 
          also thank you love. 
          
          (i had to resend this because i finally did what i was worried i would do. i used the wrong anon name in my response LMAO)

@scarletswarlock 
          
          the speedster had to leave the house after their argument. she couldn’t stand being there anymore. pietra went and sat outside of town, crying for a while as her face was buried in her hands. she was broken after that argument, considering it was probably the worst they ever had. after she had ran out of tears, the blonde went for a walk in an attempt to clear her mind. was she sorry for what she said? no. did she regret what she said? a little. everything she had said was the truth, and she wasn’t going to be sorry for that. that was her stubbornness showing through. all that she said had been a weight off her shoulders, yet they seemed to be a weight put on warren’s. she eventually made her way home, half expecting warren to be locked away in his room. yet here he was, sitting at the table. “evening,” she mumbled back before moving past him to get herself some water. she stayed silent, not having anything to say to him. after grabbing herself some water, she began to make her way out of the room to head to her bedroom, just wanting to lay in bed for a while. 
          
          // i love it when we circle back to angst LMAO