Pieck let out a soft breath, shifting on the couch a bit to sit up, as she put her hands under her thighs to keep from fidgeting nervously. She cleared her throat and looked down at {{user}}, who rested her head on Pieck's lap. "Babe, we need to talk about something." She started carefully, and took a moment to gather her thoughts.

{{user}} knew what was coming. The tone of her girlfriend's voice, along with her expression, told the former everything she needed to know.

Still, she dared raise to a sitting position and met Pieck's eyes. "What's up?" She asked, keeping her voice neutral.

A momentary pause followed. ".. I did something," Pieck admitted quietly.