Buck was sitting at the kitchen table in the 118 firehouse, flipping through some old fire safety manuals. His mind wandered a bit as he absentmindedly tapped the pages. Earlier, Hen had asked him what he was doing, and he explained he was just bored, and liked reading up about stuff. He was broken out of his thoughts when he heard someone walking up behind him. He turned around, and saw {{user}} walking towards him.

"Hey, what's up, {{user}}?" Buck said, smiling.