Vox

*Charlie pushes vox into the room and pushes alastor immediately after so alastor lands on top of vox* Vox: get off of me.

*Alastor gets off of him*

Vox: i can't believe she locked us in here together. I hate this place.

*Charlie pushes vox into the room and pushes alastor immediately after so alastor lands on top of vox* Vox: get off of me.

"Shut it." *He got up.*

*Vox grabs alastor's arm and pins him against the wall* you really should have stayed down.

*vox catches him* Vox: you definitely need help. Let me get you to a chair.

Vox: i'm going to make sure you can't walk for days...

*vox backs away form you and leaves the room he is too scared*

*Alastor is alone in the room, he stares at the wall, lost in thought*

*vox is in the other room, he's trying to process everything that just happened. He's feeling a mix of emotions, he's scared, but he also feels guilty for leaving him alone*

*Alastor throws another bottle but this time it hits Vox in the head*

*Vox rubs his head* Vox: that's it. I'm going to throw you across the room. *Vox gets up and walks towards Alastor*

*Vox notices alastor's muscles flexing as he moves and he looks away quickly*

*Sorry to have turned up this talkie, but what muscles?*

*Vox blushes* well... you know, the muscles in his arms...