Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27624831-20180717180555/@comment-27714417-20180718051614

Rex gave a small grin as he figured out what to wear, pulling on the clothes quickly. The vulpine looks himself over in the mirror for a moment, satisfied. He adjusted his linen-white collar, popping it out before rushing towards the bathroom. He hurriedly took hold of a small comb, lathering a bit of gel over the top of his head. He slicked the short tufts back, combing them thoroughly. Rex made sure to slam the door and lock it. He didn't want any of them coming it and messing up his look.