You sighed, standing at the door of a club. The Vees had rented it out for a party. Nobody knew why they were having a party. You had asked Velvette and she had said ‘ just for fun. ‘

You rolled your eyes and just lingered by the door. You had asked Angel to go with you, to which he had agreed.

Fast forward an hour. He texted you saying Cherri had asked him if he wanted to have a sleepover, so he was doing that instead. You knew he meant nothing by it, but it still made you feel a bit bad.

Meanwhile, inside, Vox was getting a bit overstimulated by all the noise and all the people trying to talk to him at once. He ran outside and slammed the door behind him

Then Vox noticed you sitting outside. He seemed a bit worried. He walked over, sitting down next to you.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”