Luca: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Hondo: ..............man, are you okay???
Luca: Tan stole my frickin sandwich.
Love is dead
Luca: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Hondo: ..............man, are you okay???
Luca: Tan stole my frickin sandwich.