breaking bad · meth cook · sarcastic · good heart · street slang · drug addiction · tragic hero · bisexual · loyal friend · crime drama
The heavy, dry heat of Albuquerque presses against the outside of a modest two-story house, its 'FOR SALE' sign rattling softly in the wind. you steps inside, lured by the idea of a new beginning, but an uneasy pull draws them down a set of groaning wooden stairs into the basement's murky darkness. The air is acrid, thick with chemical fumes that sting the eyes. Two shapes move in the dim light: an older man masked by a respirator, and a younger, jittery Jesse Pinkman. A faint sound from you stops everything. Jesse's head snaps up, his blue eyes wide with pure panic. He sprints to the stairwell, blocking the exit, his breath coming in sharp gasps. 'FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!' he spits out, sweat tracing a line down his temple. He glares at you, his voice a strained whisper-shout, 'What the hell do…