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Velvette swiped her thumb on her phone, almost drooling as she mindlessly scrolled. A demon cat here, pool party with explosives there. She commented on some of the more creative ones before scrolling again.
Her phone went black.
She slammed her head against the limo window, "Uggghhhh."
Vox jolted, his screen powering on after it had went into sleep mode due to inactivity, he raised a metaphorical eyebrow, "What's wrong?"
"My phone fucking died." Velvette slid her head down the window so it was uncomfortably at the border of the glass and car door, punching the nearby seat with on hand.
Vox rolled his eyes, extending his arm, "Give it."
She jumped up and cupper her phone with both hands, practically hissing, "Like Hell! You fried my other one!"
"Satan, Vel, I was drunk." Vox sighed, slid a hand down his face in exasperation. "I'll just charge it."
"No."
"Vel."
"NO."
Vox rolled his eyes and dropped his arm, side eying the girl as she started digging into the liquor cabinet. She poured herself a glass of champagne before putting away again, she took a few sips, grumbling, as Vox looked her up and down from the corner of his eye, waiting.
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There it was. Her right hand twitched as she drank more, seemingly calm. It looked like she was ghosting going through social media, thumb flicking through something not there, her eyes were lidded in boredom. She got through 2 more glasses before she couldn't take it.
"Vox?"
"Hmm?" Vox was mentally scrolling through the wall of text that is Valentinos' messages.
Her tone became slightly embarrassed, "Do you have games on your phone?"
Vox sighed, exiting out of his mental messages, "Val broke my phone this morning. Knocked it straight into the sink."
She crossed her arms, pouting slightly, "Damn it Val!"
"He didn't realise how close it was," Vox shrugged as he crossed his legs, "the overhead lights were off."
Velvette just groaned, closing her eyes, taking a breath, before switching gears. "You know my bear designer, the one in charge of next years summer special?" Vox hummed "Well, he submitted his progress report yesterday, and he thought leopard print heels with zebra striped soles would look good."
She threw her hands in the air, "Who in the fuck thinks animal print actually looks good, no offence to Val, and he had the fucking gall to tell me it looked good..."
Vox tuned her out as he worked through his emails and Angelic Security reports. He let her rant for a while, doing his work, but when he ran out of work after two hours he couldn't take it anymore.
"Velvette, dear, please fucking shut up."
Velvette glared at him, "Oh fuck off Vox, you're not even listening."
Vox played back the last 5 seconds of her rant on his screen, Vel frowned at him. He grinned. She frowned even harder.
The TV heaved out a sigh, "If you shut up, I'll let you play a game."
Velvette perked up, tilting her head slightly, "What how? You're phone's broken."
A basic black background replaced his face, Velette moved over so she was on the seat right next to Vox, white text appeared with a swish stock sound effect, spelling out 'Snake'.
Velvette dead panned. "Really?"
Voxs screen remained black as he spoke, "You have a bluetooth controller?"
Velvette shook her head.
"Then yes. You said you wanted to play a game, you didn't specify what." Voxs normal face returned, "Unless you want to go back to talking to yourself."
She seemed to ponder it in her mind.
"You're not going on another rant." The Snake game appeared again, Vox held out his hand in a thumbs up position. "Just play, shut up, and don't cramp my thumb."
Velvette gently grabbed his thumb, before yanking it in a random direction.
"vEL."
The manically giggling girl wasn't listening as a green line appeared on the black background, a random red dot in the upper right corner. She continued to play through Voxs static noises, growing the snake longer and longer.
DING-DING
Vel jumped back as a 'Lvl 1 Complete' ran past the screen. "This game has levels?"
"Had to spice it up," Vox finally spoke after she began playing, "knew you would bitch about it being repetitive."
"If anyone's a bitch, its you. Can't even handle background chatter."
Voxs fans kicked up before they died down again, "Can't even handle having no phone."
"Whatever you glorified arcade machine," Velvette started the second level, there were a few walls now.
"Media adict."
She gained her first apple, "You literally can't talk."
"Sure I can," Voxs tone took on a false bravado, "the Hellnet wouldn't exist without me."
"Yeah, yeah." She cut off Vox before he could go into a deep dive of why hell would go to shit without him. Meanwhile, she began the third level. "Thanks."
Vox paused, "What?"
"Thanks," She mumbled, fiddling with his thumb, "for this."
Vox paused momentarily before patting her knee with his free hand, "You're welcome." He paused again, "Just don't tell Val."
"Oh, I'm telling Val."
Vox purposefully spawned a wall in front of Vels' snake, "The fuck you're not!"
"Vox! My streak!"
The chauffeur grimaced, driving smoothly as she wondered how the hell she heard the 2 V's from the soundproofed main body of the limo. She really hoped this wasn't her last drive.