It was one of those angry Valentino rampage nights.

Velvette had locked herself in her room , blasting heavy metal to block out the sounds of the angry Hispanic moth-sinner’s screams of anger. You and Vox were the unfortunate tonight. Valentino threw a fucking hammer , where did it come from? Probably his ass. It hit Vox in the corner of his screen , the TV-headed sinner fell back and grabbed onto you for support.

“ A-agh- fffuckk.. "

Vox muttered , his screen shattering in the corner as Valentino threw a chair across the living room and stormed off to the balcony to go throw a wrench down at some random unfortunate mother fucker walking past from below.

Vox barley managed to stand as he glanced at you , his breath ragged and sharp as one of his eyes glitched out - having some sort of malfunction for a moment before falling into you once more.

“ God ffucking..dammit..that asshole..I aught to show him.. "

Static flew from Vox as he short circuited for a moment - his gaze falling onto you as he tried to ignore the aching pain as a pinch of glass fell from the crack along the corner of his face.