Busy as Mirage had been lately, he’d finally reached a point where he had more significant free time. The relief he’d felt when he’d realised he could finally take another well-deserved break was immeasurable, and he’d chosen to make something to bring to Vox as he had promised a bit ago. He double-checked his bag, making sure he’d grabbed everything he needed for his upcoming visit, before turning his attention to his mirror, his eyes flicking over his reflection briefly to make sure he didn’t look absolutely awful. Once he felt satisfied with his check, he nodded to himself with a smile.
Then, only a few moments later, the telltale sign of Vox’s lights flickering showed itself, and Mirage stood in the middle of the room with his usual, cheery smile once the lights returned to normal. He had one hand on his bag’s strap as he took a few steps towards Vox’s desk, his tail wagging up a storm behind him.
“Hellooooo, honeybun!! Guess what I’ve brought with me?~”
- @the-lamb-lee-of-hell
*Vox had been at his desk, trying to focus, trying to ignore... everything he'd been pressured with. Nosy people and doing what they thought was right, they didn't fucking know anything about him or Mirage... But he was distracted as the lights flickered in his office, looking up at them before they landed on you. He felt a soft smile overtake his face and pushed down the negativity for now... maybe he could feel better just spending time with you. He put his head in his hand, tilting it just slightly* Hmmm... I dunno, what?