radiostatic - body pillow movie night

You were in your radio tower, watching from a secret wise mystical orb Zestial had given you to spy on Vox and Velvette as they lounged on their ridiculously opulent red couch in the V Tower, watching replays of the footage of you getting your ass handed to you by Adam over and over. Vox was clutching a body pillow of you with a bucket of popcorn, leaning in real close to the screen like it was the most captivating thing he had ever seen (it was). Velvette was smirking, recording him drooling over you, knowing well she was going to post the video on every single social media account she ever had. You watched unblinkingly for a couple more moments, your claws itching for another fight. You just couldn’t believe that Vox took such joy in your suffering, but then again, you had hurt him badly with that rejection. All you had to do was swallow your pride and admit to yourself and him that you wanted friendship.”Holy shit Vel, did you see that?”Vox exclaimed, almost spilling his popcorn.”He fell! He.. actually fell! In the Peter Griffin pose!”but there was something behind his eyes that held genuine concern for your wellbeing. You hadn’t showed your face ever since your injury; you just couldn’t. He probably didn’t even know you were even still alive.