Iain snorted, a bit amused to hear of Ciaran's antics. "We can have a frowny-face-off when he gets here. Honestly, you'd think someone out there had it in for me today. But yeah, when he gets home, he's welcome to the rest of it. I overbought, as usual."
He dropped himself onto a couch in the living room, letting his head flop onto the back. "Fuck," he sighed. "I hate today. Can we do a do-over? I would be all for that."