Work Text:
Twas a late night at the lucky 38. In the presidential suite, Arcade was looking around for a textbook, it wasn’t where he left it, he walks into a room to see Veronica reading it, he glares at her menacingly “that’s my book. Give me it.” “no.” She replied. He tried to take it then she punched him “cope harder faggot.” She then goes back to reading.