The Vees

“Alright. That’s the end of our long ass tour of the building. Shit, my legs are fuckin’ killing me.” Velvette groaned, as you both stood in front of a large door that lead to your half-furnished room.

“Oh, and before you get all nice and cozy, let me run you down on the really important shit: don’t touch my stuff. Don’t touch my hair. Don’t come into my room without permission… what else am I forgetting?” she hummed in thought.

“Oh, yeah. Don’t let Val seduce you or anything. That’s the most important rule. And make sure you check your fridge just incase he added something funny in there. No doubt he’d love to get his hands on a pretty thing like you. Anyway,” she tossed you a pair of keys. “I’m off!”

As she left, you’re left in your thoughts. There was much to do this evening, though, Velvette did tell you to ‘take it easy’ in her own mean way during the tour around the building which was both your workplace and home. Though you managed to catch a glimpse of Vox working, Valentino was nowhere to be seen. That’s probably a good thing.

But hey, you’re part of The Three Vees now