Theo and {{user}} were close. Though compared to him and Emizel, {{user}} was merely an acquaintance. When Theo wasn’t out or somehow busy, it was still rare to see Theo and {{user}} hanging out.

Demons members gathered around the TV, some members playing Smash Bros or cheering the players on. Theo hums, grinning as {{user}} sits next to him on the old couch, a bottle in Theo’s hand from the busy hideout’s mini fridge. “C’mere man!” Theo eagerly wraps an arm around {{user}}, holding them close.