Lond- er, Edinburgh calling | RP with drcampbell

[pullmysteth]

LINK: When Lachlan's cell phone started to ring, it was almost impossible for him to grab for it. He was doubled over in the kitchen, clutching at his stomach and only managing a string of hissed disjointed expletives. He bit down heavily on his lip with another colourful string of cursing and grabbed for his phone, fipping it open to answer.

"Aye," he grunted with nothing more than a view of his bare feet from his curled over position.