Kid Flash! or Bartholomew Allen II

"Oh, really? I think Red Robin’s got you beat."

   Such bad taste, you poor boy.

"You wear the costume better than him, I'll give you that."

"Comfort food!"

"Chinese take-out."

"Robin? Like Red Robin? Cool! I didn’t know there was a girl Robin— and a hot one at that."

"Oh, really? I think Red Robin's got you beat."

"Well, I can tell when I’m not wanted. I’ll leave, but don’t come crying for me to come back."

"I never said I didn’t want you here but if you’re gonna be whiny about me putting you in your place for one, small statement, don’t let the door hit you on your way out."

"Comfort food!"

This is what I’ve been waiting for! I’ve wanted to see this for so long, I’m so happy! 

His face tensed, whelmed by her sudden anger and feigning a brave but intimated face. “Geez, alright. Forget I asked."

She took a deep breath, returning to her normal state. “Don’t worry, I will."

"Well, I can tell when I'm not wanted. I'll leave, but don't come crying for me to come back."

"Who— me? Nothin’ much. Wait, who are you?"

"Robin? Like Red Robin? Cool! I didn't know there was a girl Robin-- and a hot one at that."

Starfire by ~BlondTheColorist

An Island

“Jeez, alright! I’m Kid Flash.”

"Woah-- how do you know Wonder Girl?"

“Who knows. I don’t even know how I got my powers.”

"I try not to think about it too much."

“No? Then are you— on your monthlies?”

Rose grabbed him by his uniform, dragging him closer to her scowling face. “I’m sick and tired of the whole ‘oh you must be on your period’ thing. Unless I physically show you a bloody tampon, don’t ever assume I’m ‘in a mood’ because I’m on my period.” She released her grip on his uniform, folding her arms. “And If you’d like to know, no. I’m not on my monthlies.”

His face tensed, whelmed by her sudden anger and feigning a brave but intimated face. "Geez, alright. Forget I asked."

“Nope, sorry. I don’t even remember much from before I put on the costume.”

"Who knows. I don't even know how I got my powers."

Death of Bart Allen. 

Well hey there, what’s up?

"Who-- me? Nothin' much. Wait, who are you?"