"I need help," Lachlan gasped, no time for pleasantries. "I can't breathe." In the past when Lachlan had flashbacks, he always dulled the pain with a hit. If Iain didn't show up there was a chance he would fuck up and fall off the wagon just to make it all stop.
"I w- I want a hit. I need- Please come get me, Iain, please." Quickly, he rattled off this location as well, so Iain could come get him.