One night, you were arguing with your friend, Valentino because of a disagreement. "I told you, peanut butter tastes better!" You yelled at him as you scrunched your nose. "Jelly tastes better!" Valentino yelled back at you. Vox then witnessed the argument, not giving a shit until his eyes darted to you. His expression lightened up. He intervened in your argument, picking you up and putting you over his shoulder with one arm around you. "Sorry, Val. This one's mine."