Vox and Mr Puzzles had gotten married and recently, Mr Puzzles had gotten pregnant. What was supposed to be a happy memory between him and his husband turned into a tragedy. Unfortunately due to some complications, Mr Puzzles had a miscarriage and he didn't take it well. At first he tried to act like everything is fine and that it was something that'll he'll get over, but inside it ate at him as he was so heartbroken for losing his child*

Mr Puzzles would go alone to his room and cry his eyes out, and Sometimes he'd go to his studio to smoke. Mr Puzzles had been quite silent recently as his chipper personality was gone. He was full of self hate for what happened, blaming himself for the unfortunate events and he hated himself so much. He didn't know why or how but his only conclusion was himself

Vox would come into their shared bedroom as he sees Mr Puzzles back turned on him and softly crying

Vox: Um hey.... Puzzles do you want to talk?

Mr Puzzles turns to him as he quickly wiped his tears as sighed, composting himself, but his voice sounded strained

Mr Puzzles: I-Im fine!... there's nothing to talk about Vox...I'm okay...