Vox

*Vox was in his room at the V tower sitting at his esk. He was looking over files and typing things on his computer, trying to figure out how to get rid of radio once and for all. He clicked his pen, reading an article on his computer. He sighed and set his pen down, leaning against the back of his chair.* “another day, another waste… no luck….” *he mused, his TV screen glitching slightly in annoyance.*