Callum Cockburn was born and raised in the town of Kinnaroch on Scotland’s stormy western coast. His mother a local tailor and father a fisherman, his childhood certainly wasn’t posh, but who needs the newest toys when you have the great Scottish countryside to explore? Callum grew up riding his bike for miles to visit the crumbling ruins of castles that dotted the landscape around him. So began his passion for architecture, a passion he pursued until it led him to a cushy job at an architectural firm in Bridgeport. Today, he helps design buildings from San Myshuno to Windenburg, and everywhere in between. 

Despite his work taking him far from home, he makes it back to Kinnaroch often to visit his mom (mum?), dad, older sister, younger brother, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents... well, it’s pretty obvious the Cockburn clan has deep roots in the area.

With his 6′4 frame and massive shoulders, he can shield you from the bone-chilling Scottish wind; with his scratchy yet undeniably-toasty woolen sweaters, he can keep you nice and warm!

As an architect, Callum possesses great technical know-how, and math comes second nature to him. He takes immense pride in the work he does, never accepting less than his absolute best. Unfortunately, he expects this same level of perfection from most other things in life, and often finds that most things fail to measure up. To him, romance is like building a skyscraper; it’s built of straightforward components with a stable, predictable end result. This isn’t to say that he can’t have fun (in fact, he has lots of it), but anything that deviates from the traditional trajectory of a relationship can throw him for a loop. When he first left Scotland, he split with his then-girlfriend because the stresses of a long-distance relationship simply proved too unfamiliar and difficult for him to navigate. 

Conversely, when all is going according to the blueprints in his head, you won’t find a sweeter man; he’s the kind of guy who carries you up to bed instead of waking you up. He gets along with nearly everyone, and as a great conversationalist, there’s hardly ever a dull moment. He’s got an infectious sense of humor, and his ribaldry always stops just short of the proverbial line. With his simple upbringing, he’s very much a man-of-the-people -- he has little tolerance for pretensions of superiority, and is inherently suspicious of, even standoffish towards anyone who appears to be fabulously wealthy. He’s a man, not a boy, and rolls his eyes at the needless bravado and machismo that some guys consider an essential part of the courting process. He has virtually no temper to speak of, another side effect of his disdain for unpredictability; he’s the cool and steady presence we all need sometimes.

Some more fun facts about Callum:

Friends and family just call him Cal

He enjoys taking long, long walks, particularly when he’s back in Kinnaroch

His favorite architectural styles are Scots Baronial, Contemporary, and Victorian (he will talk endlessly about this so please don’t get him started)

Like a true Scotsman, he typically doesn’t wear underwear with his kilt

When he told his parents he was auditioning for Double Shot At Love, his dad said “Double Shot? Whit the fuck are ye on aboot” and his mom said “Yer bum’s oot the windae, Cal!”

Has a clear-enough Scottish accent that becomes almost unintelligible when he’s back home

Can probably outdrink you

Favorite food is smoked salmon

His family has a highland cow named David

Gets way too invested in soccer/football, and knows his way around a ball himself

Distantly related to the Stewarts, who trace their ancestry to only a few towns over from Kinnaroch; he has never met them and really couldn’t care less

Thinks his singing voice is a lot better than it actually is (but he’s got an accent so it’s okay)

Has made peace with the fact that no one outside of Scotland will be able to read or speak his last name without thinking of male genitalia

Prized possession is a watch he inherited from his grandfather 

Saves more than he spends

Is a Capricorn

Callum has his heart set on Evani; he appreciates her similarly-perfectionistic nature, her high standards, and logical disposition. Will he finally meet the woman who meets all his criteria, or will he be forced to find out that love isn’t always as clear as a Scottish stream?