Vaggie was getting calls from the Vees that she would come to work today to help, hoping she would. Velvette decides to call Vaggie about it. "Hey Vags! We're doing some model and tech work but you ain't here." Vaggie smirked, a trembling Charlie, full of bite marks under her. Trust me I know. She hangs up before Velvette responds. She was too focused on her bite mark filled Queen of hell as she moaned, her warm breath hitting her bruised neck and her angel wings flapping aggressively.