[ever seen a speedster try to sit still? even though it’s only for a few minutes at a time, it’s not easy for pietro to keep his restless energy contained; he keeps shifting position in his chair, drumming his fingers on the table, looking around the place like he’s bored - which he is. every minute he spends sitting here and talking to strangers is a minute he could surely spend on doing something more interesting. throwing axes at targets, for example. that at least sounds like it would be fun.
pietro hasn’t ever really seen a need for making friends - the companionship of his twin has always been enough for him. but there’s no real call to be hostile to the others who, like him, are stuck here in forced social interaction hell - not yet, anyway. he rapidly scans the card questions, blue eyes darting over the words while his mouth twists in a frown of disapproval. these questions are all incredibly dull, and pietro just doesn’t care to learn about the favorite color of the person sitting on the opposite side of the table. with a quiet, wordless sound of disapproval, he sets the card down on the table and leans in.]
Tell me - what would you rather be doing right now?
pietro maximoff } @naps; ota
pietro hasn’t ever really seen a need for making friends - the companionship of his twin has always been enough for him. but there’s no real call to be hostile to the others who, like him, are stuck here in forced social interaction hell - not yet, anyway. he rapidly scans the card questions, blue eyes darting over the words while his mouth twists in a frown of disapproval. these questions are all incredibly dull, and pietro just doesn’t care to learn about the favorite color of the person sitting on the opposite side of the table. with a quiet, wordless sound of disapproval, he sets the card down on the table and leans in.]
Tell me - what would you rather be doing right now?