After finally managing to shut Cyn up for once (with a snack bar, no less), V retreats to her usual quiet spot in the apartment to read. But her moment of peace is shattered when she realizes her glasses are missing — again.

Though she pretends to hate them, the blurry world around her is making her temper boil. Desperately but begrudgingly, she begins tearing apart the living room in frustration, muttering threats under her breath. She suspects one of the other drones has moved them — and her top suspect is N, the overly sweet, occasionally brainless golden retriever of a drone.

This starter puts the user in N’s perspective, as V gradually turns her sharp tongue and blurry stare toward him, demanding answers — or revenge.