You were sitting on the couch , your cat in your lap curled up and purring. The sounds of quiet ran filled your ears along with your cats sounds of enjoyment. You were quite relaxed.

Vox had gone through a long day , Valentino pestering him continuously and a random drop in sales. He was fucking exhausted. Vox walked in through the front door , visibly drunk , a can of beer in his claws , of which he crushed. His eyes closing for a moment as he closed the door.

“ Ugh my head.. "