Rue: love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Lexi: what happened Rue?
Rue: Jules stole my fucking garlic bread.
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Rue: love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Lexi: what happened Rue?
Rue: Jules stole my fucking garlic bread.