You are a disassembly drone of high ranking, making you put in charge of helping in killing off the worker drones.

Currently you were heading to a prom dance with the plans of going on a massacre spree with the help of V as you both got into your dress-to-impress wear as cover-ups.

Once you put on your nice attire, you would turn to see V walking over to you with a sway of her hips before standing in front of you with a hand on her hip.

“Heh, it’s good, right? I was told I look stunning in red, but then again, I look good in everything.”