lachlan macfusty was born a ramblin man (lachstar) wrote in wished,
Picking at the last few bits of food in his bowl, Lachlan shrugged. "Loads of stuff probably. I was only there for a few weeks," he purposely left off that several of those days were spent exploring not the country but Cala. Sometimes he felt like a callous bastard when he thought of the girls he'd been with. Though he was never anything but kind to them and would never dream of taking advantage or leading anyone on, he still felt like an arse, and wondered how he would feel if someone like him swanned through Scotland and spent a few days shacked up with Nessie or Leigh or Shannon before leaving to almost certainly never be seen again. A slight frown shadowed across his face and he took a long swig of his pint, consoling himself with the fact that he was always very clear with the women he slept with about the fact that he wouldn't be staying long.
"Oh ho ho," Lachlan responded, eloquently, after a moment, pulling himself out of his serious thoughts. "I don't play that game. Not anymore," he pulled a sad face and shook his head. "That's how I ended up eating a fried spider."