Lachlan only grinned sarcastically, getting up without the help of the stranger. “I’m fine thank you very much.” He said, brushing off the dirt from his clothes. “It wasn’t a long fall in the first place, a few feet at least.”
The man only laughed, falling to the ground laughing and coughing until his face matched the colour of his hair. “A few feet!” He screamed, mid-laugh. “Yah fell off Longhaven Cliffs! Yah fell into the North Sea! Had to jump in ‘n’ save yah!” And that was …show more content…
“It’s pronounced kinda like ‘Flor-eueh’ or something like that, and it’s in Norway.” Looking around again for his things, and finding them nowhere in sight. “And where’s my stuff? I had a large Navy blue hiking backpack, an orange dry bag, a Smith & Wesson Triple Lock handgun, and a Kalashnikov AK-47. Those are pretty dangerous by the way.” He said sternly, moving to wrap one of his hands around Scotty’s neck and lifting him up a bit.
Scotty only struggled a bit, kicking his legs back and forth a bit and trying his hardest to remove Lachlan’s hand from his neck. “You’re stuff is at my place, it’s a few minutes away, don’t worry.” He managed to cough out before Lachlan dropped him and started walking away. “My place is the other way.” He smiled, letting out a heavy breath of air and laying back down onto the grass as Lachlan stomped pass him.
“Walk 50 feet then look down, there should be a trap door!” He shouted as Lachlan screamed in frustration. Scotty could hear as Lachlan started to jump around, trying to look for the metal rebound of the door. Turning his head to see exactly what he was doing. “Yah look stupid Lochlann!” He shouted, chuckling at Lachlan’s stupid jumps.
“That doesn’t even sound like my name!” Lachlan screamed, as he paused his jumping. “I mean it kind of does but not really!” He said again, falling onto his …show more content…
Scotty only nodded, burying his face into Lachlan’s neck before Lachlan pulled away from him. “Alright so she said this; ‘Run little hunters you’re out of luck, cause it’s still three hours till the sun comes up. So run little hunters if you want to survive, because the trolls are coming out to eat you alive.’ But she said it in Norwegian, so it was a bit different but that’s the closest translation.” He finished, sitting on the edge of the couch, and away from Scotty as he laid out, legs and arms spread out on the