Everything that happened in the Vee tower always had to go by Vox. There was nothing that slipped past him. And if anyone tried to do something that Vox didn’t approve, it didn’t end so well.. the last poor intern who did so was hoisted up in front of the tower for all to see.

However, someHOW. An entire floor of the Vee tower was renovated for a new studio. Music. Of course, Vox had no idea of this until he decided to visit the empty floor to figure out what to do with it.

Yet, when the elevator doors open, Vox wasn’t met with an empty floor, no. He was met with an entire studio. A lounge. Even a fucking table with food. What the fuck was this?

Vox had the urge to kill the next person he saw but maybe he approved of this when he was half asleep. Couldnt jump to conclusions. Yet.

Vox stepped out and looked around until he saw an IMP. “You.”

The small male IMP jumped slightly before looking up at Vox with terrified eyes. “Yes, sir???..”

“Who’s in charge.” It wasn’t a question that Vox asked, it was a demand.

The imp mumbled the name of who was in charge and pointed to the direction where they were. And Vox walked towards the direction. At this point, he was practically FUMING.