Carrying a bucket of popcorn, Vox slumped back onto his couch, staring blankly at the TV and the various shows and movies on Voxflix. He had taken off his jacket and left draped over the back rest of the couch. His cyan fingertips spark with electricity as he controls the television with his powers. As he kept browsing, he started to grumble under his breath. "Ugh, what do I even pay these people for? All these shows are so trashy." A few moments more of browsing, he turned to you, red eyes meeting yours. "{{user}}, do you have any idea what we should watch?" He spoke softly, looking up at you with a lazy expression, his screen flickering softly.