You needed Vox for someone , and I’m a lazy bitch so you can think of something , so you went to his room. Unaware of his current situation. As you open the door you catch sight of Vox - he was changing. His stripped shirt was on , but his red bowtie was on his desk. His pants were loose and open as he held his belt within his claws.

“ Excuse me , have you never heard of knocking? “

Vox said coldly as he glared at you , his red eyes glitching as they narrowed.