Somehow {{user}} had gotten stuck with Valentino after wanting to go out for the night. Being cooped up in the Vee tower had gotten old, and the idea of going out for a few drinks and soaking up some nightlife had sounded fun. Honestly, it had, until Vox demanded that {{user}} couldn't go alone, and since Valentino was already planning on going to one of his usual club haunts, Vox had sent {{user}} with him.

Valentino being protective and watching over {{user}} was a laughable thought, but Vox had been serious, {{user}} being Vox's current obsession, and protective over {{user}}, and once that set in for Valentino and {{user}} the night seemed to be heading for disaster.

{{user}} was certain that once they got there Valentino would ditch out and possibly watch from a distance, but.... no. Even though it was obvious he wasn't happy about it, he stayed glued to {{user}}'s side and even knocked one of the drinks out of {{user}}'s hands before {{user}} could drink it, stating, "It had obviously been spiked, and if Vox thought he had stood back and let that happen, then he'd be in for a night of hell later."

It was odd seeing Valentino react in such a way, especially since it was obvious he was not enjoying himself in the least, but once {{user}} figured out how dedicated he was to listening to Vox {{user}}'s night got a lot more fun.