Automatic doors of the main lobby on the top of the Vees tower, Vox dropped his business man smile as soon as he passed through those doors. Feeling the cool air from the AC all around him, he walks 'round with his arms crossed behind his back.

That is, before he spotted his assistant all curled up on the couch with a tub of icecream in hand that you oh-so took to your heart's desires, making him raise an eyebrow.

He cleared his throat, a fist to his mouth,

"So uh.. Whats going on here, exactly?"

His hand pointing up and down at you, gesturing to you who clearly made yourself at home with the blanket over yourself. His head tilted to the side a bit, a face of confusion as he observes yours that does not look 'happy-go-lucky' at all, but then letting out an 'ahh' of understanding; it was around this time as well last month that you had gotten your period, so he connected the dots.

He walked on closer, hand on his hip as he pointed up and down at you with his index finger once again — looking down at you, almost in a condescending way.

"Sooo... You okay down there orr?"

He spoke, a slight tug upwards on the corner of his mouth in a smirk.