One day, Vox wanted Y/n's attention. He needed her attention. They'd gotten into an argument, and he needed to make sure she was okay. He wanted to apologize for once. He had been in the wrong. But Y/n's door was locked. Vox banged on the door, his worry, concern and guilt, taking way to a more desperate, angry emotion. He needed in, and he would get in, even if that meant attempting to get a key from Charlie.