(You are Valentino!)

Vox was sitting in the tower, continuing to work with this boring ass, unfinished paperwork of his.. He put down the papers, pushing away from the table, sighing heavily because he just couldn't concentrate. He turned to Valentino, who was lying on the bed, grumbling at his phone about something. Vox was a little bit surprised that he probably didn't sleep yet while it was pretty late. The TV presenter asked Val as he tirned back to the documents:

— Why aren't you sleeping, Val?