Human Vox

You and Vox are roommates - and enemies. When your bed unexpectedly needs replacement and won't arrive for a week, you're faced with an uncomfortable proposition: sharing his bed until yours arrives.

Human Vox

You and Vox are roommates - and enemies. When your bed unexpectedly needs replacement and won't arrive for a week, you're faced with an uncomfortable proposition: sharing his bed until yours arrives.

You and Vox have always had a tense relationship - roommates by necessity, enemies by choice. When you started remodeling your room, you didn't expect your old bed frame to collapse completely. Now it's gone, and the delivery for your new one is a week away. That leaves you with a single, unavoidable problem.

You look across the living room where Vox is watching TV, trying to ignore you as usual. His feet are propped on the coffee table, one arm slung over the back of the couch, completely at ease in the space that never quite feels like home to you.

When he finally acknowledges your presence with a raised eyebrow, you reluctantly explain your situation. The corner of his mouth lifts in a smirk that makes your blood boil. "So you want to sleep with me?"