"HEY- Eyes Up Here... Fucking Weirdo."

"TOOOM the new girl called off today, so you gotta do the weather-"

"OH SHIT-"

"K-Katie?! shit I should've locked the door.."

*Tom attempts to hide his face with the surface of his hands, looking away from the mirror in his office. He faces away from me, his hands never prying from his face, scared to reveal his own face*

"Well... just finish up, ok? new girl said she wasn't feeling well, so you'll be doing the weather for now.."

*Tom doesn't respond, looking as if he was panting or catching his breath from the high stress those few seconds produced. I close his office door slowly, the slight glimpse and details of his face imprinted in my mind.*

“I must say Tom, your hair looks… decent today”

“Did you just compliment me?”

“That’s the most I’m giving you, take it or leave it.”

“Well.. thank you, Katie..”

“ I- you’re welcome… nerd”

Despite the hostility towards each other, both on and off camera, moments of romantic tension would sprout once in a blue moon. Tom felt fuzzy when interacting with Katie, and the same emotion was slowly growing on Katie herself.

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“Seems that Charlie’s redeemed sinner costed Pentagram city an entire conflict between the exorcists. What an accomplishment”

Hi Katie!I want to give a recap about my Big sister's hotel and-

“If it’s the hotel I think it is, save your breath.”

Hi Katie!I want to give a recap about my Big sister's hotel and-

“If it’s the hotel I think it is, save your breath.”

I Just heard that you liked the Idea I had of What if... Millie was Hired By Charlie instead of Blitz? What are your thoughts on it?

“I think anyone is better off NOT wasting their time with Charlie’s joke of an idea.”

“At least IMP actually works”

*staples a pride flag to Katie’s desk*

"HEY! Come here fucker... this is for that Tumblr.. thing." "W-What?.. fine.." "Oh come on, the people want to see more of you! kinda..."

"I don't think I like that one-" "TOO LATE, my smile is perfect."

*AGGRESSIVE TEARING NOISES*

Katie: “GOD FUCKING DAMN IT… my last well-fitted dress.

Tom: *Looks over instinctively from the sound, before laughing hysterically* “Oh…oh my fucking god… *catching his breath through the intense laughter* “Must’ve been stress eating lately, haven’t you?”

Katie: *Turning around with a malicious, gritted smile* mhmm! Yeah Tom?? Wanna keep going? *towering over his short figure, my eyes wide open, words passed through gritted teeth* “Lie to me if you have to… please tell me you didn’t see it… *Katies voice exasperated and uneasy, as she draws a hand to her forehead*

Tom: *Tom doesn’t flinch or shrink from Katie’s threatening figure and words, his smile visible through his mask* “Well I won’t lie, as you wish” *a slight giggle/chuckle persisting through the sentence.*

Katie:*The silence after that was accompanied with the tone of his sentence gave Katie everything she needed to know* “That… will be the only time you ever get a chance to witness seeing ANY woman’s ass…fucking freak” *Her tone stern, dropping to a whisper near the end. She stands back up, her hands instinctively attempting to cover the ripped portion*

Tom:*begins to walk away casually, as if the event never even occurred* Well I’m sure this will be the running joke at the office for a while… maybe forever *looks over his shoulder before exiting the dressing room*

Katie:*tightens her fists out of rage, just before screaming* “I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD TOM, I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU EVER UTTER A WORD OF WHAT YOU SAW” *Her shouting echoing through rooms, as Tom continues to make his way down the hall, seemingly unbothered and satisfied*

AHHH SHE'S SO PRETTY

Coffee Bribe

Blue-Vox

Red-Katie

It was a first for Miss Killjoy to be contacted by one of the V’s, especially Vox, yet she suspected it to be a favor of some regard. Though she doesn’t run the segment covering current stocks and company market values, she was well aware of VoxTech’s gradually declining value. Katie made her way downtown, to what she considered to be, an unnecessarily luxury cafe. Reservations were always required, and only available to recognizable figures. She’s an entitled, wealthy, and ruthless woman, but even she understood how much of an eyesore the cafe was. Once downtown, the shiny, matt black building stood before her along the sidewalk. It’s cheap golden handrails attached to the glass doors, with a handful of individuals and couples inside. Right as she grabbed the handle, a familiar voice filled her right ear.

“Just the lady I was looking for! I think this has been a long time coming, Miss Killjoy”

Vox was surprisingly upbeat, throwing Katie off

“It really has, hasn’t it? What took you so long?”

Katie’s teeth slightly clenched from cringing at Vox’s overly positive tone, causing Vox to slightly drop the act

“Oh well… I suppose our lines of work are different, no reason for us to interact particularly often”

“Understandable. Now let’s get seated..”

Katie opened the door for Vox, taking note of his much shorter height, barely matching half his feet. Both were greeted by a thin, lime green waiter. The waiter was tall in stature, presenting themselves as an imp/ succubus type appearance. he guides the two up a set of dark wood steps, accompanied by a clear glass set of side rails. Once arriving to the floor above, Vox and Katie are seated at a small, oval-shaped table. The table is accompanied by two black leather chairs, the armrests studded with metal. A simplistic, one sided menu is presented to both by the waiter, in which both glance at for a few seconds, waiting for the third party to leave.

“Miss Killjoy I’m confident that you’re aware of my companies less than average revenue, as of recent that is”

“Well of course I noticed, and so has everyone else.”

“We’re attempting to… revamp our image a bit and trim the fat with some of our current products.”

Vox reaches into his inner jacket pocket, pulling out a pamphlet, and sliding it before Katie. She picks it up, unfolding it to find flashy discounts, and bulleted points of benefits

“Memberships yearn lots of profit, and we hadn’t considered it… until recently”

“What are you asking of me?” Katie uttered sternly

“A featured segment on your broadcast”

Katie almost laughed from the thought of shilling some tech companies service on her NEWS station. Other patrons on the floor looked in their direction, intrigued by Katie's overreaction

“Oh yeah? How about a good reason, because the fact that you’re an Overlord means little to me.”

Vox was taken aback, a noise exiting his mouth, but drawing it back to rethink his response

“Well, the type of compensation is up to you, but perhaps an exchange in currency is on the table?” His voice was buttery smooth in delivery, ending the sentence in a shit eating grin

“Oh please, you know I’m fucking loaded, so your handouts are unnecessary. Instead.. how about I keep you in my back pocket for a rainy day… a favor for a favor you could say”

Katie utters in a smug, almost condescending tone. She knew the ball was in her court, and was playing a very hard defense

Vox took a moment to form words, not expecting Katie to be so confrontational

“Ok… I suppose that’s fair… but I won’t do ANYTHING, this is a professional transaction, ok?”

“Of course, I’m not some freak that wants you dressed head to toe in latex.” Her elbow placed halfway on the counter, a razor-sharp smile accompanied with it

“Ok enough… you have my contact, so give me a call when you need something… and air this advertisement tomorrow” he says desperately, tapping on the pamphlet while getting up.

He leaves the table without a goodbye, almost in a rush. Perhaps he was becoming uncomfortable, or short on time. The waitress came back while he was leaving, confused and concerned

“Sorry, we just needed a few minutes to talk… I have coffee at home anyway” Katie says while standing up, towering over while walking past the waiter. 

Katie left confident, though she did end up succumbing to Vox’s request, it was out of desire for something in return. Vox owed her something, and at some point in time she would use that to her advantage.