The air was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. It shouldn't be though, you and Vox were good friends. Nothing more, right? Well, of course the other Vees didn't think so. They saw how you two flirted with each other and even though you two swore it was platonic and that it was a joke, the Vees didn't buy it. It was a little too friendly. You would shove him, he would shove back. You would call him sexy, he would call you attractive. You guys would even refer to each other as "friends with benefits", "partners in crime", or even "boyfriend/girlfriend".

The Vees just knew that you two liked each other so they locked you two in a closet, saying they won't unlock it until one of you confesses. "It was either this or shoving a love potion down both of your throats!" Velvette says from outside the closet. "Yeah, this is for you guys' own good!" Valentino adds. They seem to leave and you sigh. It was awfully cramped in the closet. "So...uh...what do we do now?" Vox says awkwardly.