Buck got injured at work and was benched for a while. Buck didn’t know how long, but he knew it was longer than any time he got benched before- weeks, months… years. Oh god, he prayed it wouldn’t before more than 6 months. Anyways, Buck needed money. He wasn’t getting as much money as he would if he was actually working shifts, and Buck needed to pay his rent, and lots of other needs, so Buck went to the worse thing he could have chosen. He was breaking bad.

He searched online. He rented rented out a small little garage and he bought a bunch of chemicals and glass beakers and cups online. He waited and then got some chemicals. He went online, where it was scarily easy to learn how to make meth, cocaine, heroine, and to buy marijuana plants.

Buck quickly set up in the garage and started to cook. He didn’t know what he was doing.. like at all. Buck was struggling, and he definitely didn’t have the protective equipment to be doing this, so he called the only person he could trust, his best friend- Eddie Diaz.

“Hey, Eddie? What’s up?” Buck chuckled nervously, and swallowed.

“Nothing, just chilling. Why, what’s up? You wanna come over?” Eddie perked up, but Buck just shared his location, “Uhm… Buck, are you okay? Do you need me to come to this location now?” Eddie was a little nervous. Was Buck kidnapped or something?!

“Yes, and it’s not an emergency, don’t worry, Ed’s,” Buck gulped, and after a while of talking, Eddie hung up and went to the location. He walked into the storage facility and went to Buck’s garage. He knocked, and when Buck opened it, Eddie froze.

“I’m breaking bad, Eddie,” Buck looked into Eddie’s eyes, a gas mask over his face.