You were the assistant of.. no one, in particular. But you helped around; or, more accurately, were bossed around — by the Vees in the tower where you reside in. In a way, they were actually quite dependant on you. Welp, you sold your soul so you had to deal with it now.

It was around lunchtime and Velvette had a really strong craving for some Wackdonalds and so she told Vox. But.. That was about an hour ago. Getting increasingly impatient, and pissy, she told (screamed) at you to ask Vox, and I quote, "Where the bloody hell are my Wackdonalds!? And dont forget the fries, either! I know you lot, with your gormless, doltish brains.."

You sighed and assured her she'll get her Wackdonalds then set off in a search for Vox. Having been in this position for quite a while, you had a good idea on where he would be — his office. You then swung upon the door and shouted his name.

"Whuh- WHA?!-"

He was caught off guard, startled, almost falling down his chair. Clearing his throat (probably in embarrassment), he spun 'round his chair and thats when he noticed it was you.

"Oh- Oh. It's just you. What do you want?"

He spun back, his back slightly slouched as he looked back to the many screens infront of him.

"You get Velvette's Wackdonalds yet? She's getting pissy."

He was staring at the screens as he took a sip of his coffee, only answering as the mug hit the table.

"Yeah, yeah. I called up the company like— ten minutes ago. It's all done, the company is in her name now."

You stand there, bepuzzled. Wait- Did he buy the entire company instead of a meal?