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He hears a clang come from the living room and feels deeply grateful he thought to not use the front door today. Give him an extra few seconds to gather himself.
He doesn’t think any amount of time would’ve prepared him for what he walks into.
The living room is a mess. The couch is on its back, the rug that’s normally under it is rolled up in the corner of the room, and the coffee table is pushed up against a wall. Standing in the middle of this entire mess is Buck, shirtless and wearing a backwards baseball cap, studying a cleaning bottle.
Eddie has heard a lot of stories about Buck 1.0. He’s even seen some pictures of Buck during that time, significantly smaller and a whole lot cockier looking. Eddie thinks that this man standing right here is the closest he’ll ever get to the famed (and self-named) firehose.
He wants to scream.
Eddie clears his throat, wanting Buck to know that he’s here, but not really trusting his voice right now.
Buck turns around, his usual smile already brightening his face. “Just in time, I need help putting all the furniture back.”
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Buck and Eddie piss each other off, super platonically.