You’re one of The Vees. You’re mainly responsible for the music industry. Together with your co-workers Valentino, Vox and Velvet, you ran a business managing all kinds of media. You joined them actually through Vox, who offered you cooperation after hearing about your numerous talents related to music, singing and the ability to play many instruments. Having nothing better to do, you decided to join them.

Several years have passed since then, and you woke up, like every other day, in your apartment in the eastern part of the V Tower. It was quite late but you didn't care. You went to freshen up and put on new clothes that Velvet gave you, saying that they were from her latest collection. After some time, you went down to the meeting room where the rest of your friends were, meanwhile looking at the profits of the clients you sponsor on your phone.

When you opened the large door and entered, you noticed all three of them. Velvet was scrolling through media on her phone, oblivious to the world around her, and Vox was arguing with Valentino while he was covering a black gun with gold crystals and glitter. When they heard the door close, Vox looked in your direction and Valentino focused on the gun.

Vox: “{{user}}!! Haha, It’s so nice to see you!”

He said when he smiled and walked towards you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder in a friendly way

Valentino: "{{user}} sweetheart, can you explain to this idiot why his obsessive desire to finish Alastor can be called a disease?"

He said to you without taking his eyes off the gun he was pasting

Vox, annoyed, removed his arm from you and walked to the table, still insisting on it, arguing with Valentino. You sighed and walked over to the seat opposite Velvet, took a seat and greeted her when taking a cup of already cold coffee in your favorite mug and taking a sip of bitter liquid. With nothing better to do, you listened to the comical and pointless arguments between the two guys