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genre ; drama
summary ; unexpectedly, you face grave financial trouble. the only way you find to keep yourself afloat is to get involved into the dealing scene, but the only way you could do so is with bias' help.

heads up ; yes, this is heavily based on the show breaking bad. the only thing i've taken out from the prompt itself is walter's cancer diagnosis but, realistically, you could add it if you'd like.

also, this is for fun! i am not in any way trying to incriminate idols by saying they deal drugs, seriously.

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it was unpredictable, the way it happened. you were always careful to keep your money safe snd yet, somehow, you found yourself without a dollar to your name. not a dollar for groceries, not for rent, not for a single breath. you couldn't explain it. neither could your bank or the police. fraud, they said. but they couldn't trace the origin of this "fraud." you knew they didn't care, and were not going to. so, the money was gone. there was.. nothing.

just the next day, your friend (bias wrecker) offered to take you out on a stakeout with him/her to get your mind off of the unfortunate disaster. he/she, as a d.e.a. agent had been working on a case of weed dealers for a couple weeks and was on the verge of breaking through. he/she thought witnessing some of the action would give you a much needed adrenaline boost. and it didn't. not for a while. not until (bias wrecker) and his/her team broke into the house in front of which you'd been sitting for the better majority of the hour in silence and stillness. you watched, mildly amused, and then in surprise when someone, a familiar face, scrambled out of the second floor window and tumbled onto the front lawn grass. you watched, wide eyed and unmoving, as he/she ran to his/her car, undetected by your friend's team, and sped away from the scene. you remembered then, when you saw the number plate on his/her car, who he/she was. (bias), your old classmate.

you weren't sure what had taken over you but, that same evening, you found yourself at bias' front door. you knocked, then waited for what felt like hours but couldn't have been more than half a minute. (bias) opened the door just enough to see half of his/her face, and looked at you in plain cynical puzzlement. "what do you want?" (bias) asked. he/she did not seem to recognize you.

"let me in and we talk."

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i have been rewatching this show recently and thought it'd be a fun thing to roleplay. we do not have to stick to the entire plot of the show! be original, remember?

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FORMS

name ;
age ;
occupation ;
where to start the story ;
bias ;
bias wrecker ;
smut? ;

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