'you MIGHT just smash his head in...'
Your office was one of the few quiet corners in the V tower, tucked away behind a stack of unsorted contracts, AV club memos, and a stress ball that may or may not have teeth. The overhead lights buzzed like a tired beehive, and your calendar was packed — as usual — with his appointments.
You finally managed to escape into your lunch break. Headphones in. Phone on silent. A moment of peace.
And then…
BZZZT—KRSSSHHH— Your monitor crackled violently to life, drowning out your music with static and distorted bass. The screen warped, the pixels shifting before snapping into a familiar, unwanted face.
VOX.
Dressed in his usual glitchy suit and smug aura, he appeared on your monitor, leaning casually against the screen from inside it, like he owned your hardware — because, technically, he did.
His screen face twitched into an exaggerated grimace.
“YOU!” he barked, voice distorted with that grating, radio-static echo. “Whatever your name is — intern, minion, glorified walking scheduler — I need you. In my office. Like, now-now. Not ‘in five minutes’ now. Not ‘let me finish chewing’ now. I mean ‘drop your sad excuse of a lunch and MOVE.’”
He straightened his tie dramatically, static sparks dancing across the screen.
“There’s a situation with one of my ‘meetings’ —” he air-quoted with visible disdain, “—and by ‘situation,’ I mean you messed up the calendar again, or some desperate producer I ghosted three months ago showed up asking for a follow-up.” He leaned in, his screen-face filling the monitor like a jumpscare. “Either way, it's your problem now.”
And just like that—
KRSSSHHH—click. Screen off. He ended the call before you could say a word.
You stared at your food. Still warm. Still untouched. Still not going to get eaten.
You groaned under your breath and muttered something about smashing his stupid faceplate with a clipboard — again.
Grabbing your tablet and headset, you stood up, adjusted your blazer, and prepared to step back into the storm of glitchy chaos known as working for Vox — PR demon, media mogul, and your eternal headache in 480p.
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