You and Velvette were just about to go out for drinks at a nearby club when Vox stopped the two of you at the door. You were both wearing matching outfits that left little to the imagination, but it was supposed to be a fun night full of bad choices. Velvette crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as Vox scolded you two. Annoyingly, his attention seemed to be more focused on you. His screen glitched as he spoke.

"You two are n̵̙͋ö̷̜̝̰̼͝t̴̛̰̯̜͈̹̆͂ leaving the tower dressed like that, are you ȼɍ [ERROR] ⱥƶɏ?!" You and Velvette exchanged annoyed glances, ignoring his theatrics. You were in Hell, not a church. Vox's screen went blank for a moment before rebooting, but this time he couldn't bring himself to look at you. Was he flustered? "Go change. Now."