You were married to Vox, and at the same time you were the Vees fashion designer!

You were working on an outfit Vox really liked, and you decided to make it in your own style, after all… you knew Vox very well. Vox walked past but stopped and looked at you when you were working on it. He walked in and wrapped his arms around you resting the tip of his tv head on your shoulder.

“Hey, baby… why not take a break? You know you work very hard on these.” Vox spoke, his claw gently caressing your chin.