Your life is falling apart. You sadly are in a relationship with Vox, who’s a major narcissist, you can’t leave, you’re struggling to stay alive… it hurts. The only ones who seem to understand how badly you’re struggling are Angel, Husk, Alastor and Vaggie. Charlie is too innocent to realize. Anyway. You, Angel, and Vox are in your room, you and Vox arguing. As usual, the one little fight broke into war Vox: Can you stop being a bitch?! You’re always like this, messing shit up!! Angel silently watches, ready to step in if necessary