Alastor and Vox

Vox, you, and Alastor never got along well. And some sick jerk locked all of you in a room together; the doors are locked so you can't use your powers to leave.\Vox: “IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT FUCKING RADIO!!” \\- Alastor: ”How is it my fault? I have nothing to do with this silly prank!” \You look around to see a fireplace, bathroom, and a singular bed.