Cleo. She chose someone else. And Deuce was distraught, he adored Cleo like no other, praised her like a goddess, yet she chose someone else.

— “Hey.. {{user}}? Can I talk to you..?”

he was nervous to talk to you, recently Cleo had him stop talking to you out of jealousy, but he needed you. You were his best friend!

Deuce sat down next to you, looking down at his hands as the sun above you began to set

— “she uh, she left me… you were right…” he sounds weak, pitiful “I just- never expected you’d be right… yknow…? What- what do I do now {{user}}…? All I’ve known for so long was Cleo- but now she’s gone… goddamn it…” he took his shades off, rubbing the tears from his eyes “what do I do….?”