Nick: The Billionaire Star of NHL
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After answering a few emails from work and trying to find the best way to resolve this situation, my phone starts blowing up with notifications from the group chat I have with my brothers, and Liam and Zayn.
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Liam: How was tonight, Nick?
Liam: I hope Ser’s safe in her room by now.
Zayn: Alone.
Kai: Who could she be in her room with?
Liam: Don’t ask that question, Kai.
Liam: Nobody answer that question.
Noah: Are you having a breakdown right now, Liam?
Ethan: Why is everyone so active here tonight? Don’t you have better things to do?
Chris: Or someone to do?
Ryan: I think Liam’s afraid Nick has someone to do.
Ryan: Fuck, don’t answer that. It was a stupid thing to say.
Liam: Jesus, man. I’m trying over here.
Liam: Nick, why are you not answering?
Zayn: Nick…
Kai: Ser isn’t answering my texts either.
Liam: Nickolas, I really need you to say something now.
Noah: I’m starting to lose my patience with all this texting. Where is Ser?
Nick: What the fuck is wrong with you all?
Nick: Don’t you have clubs to go to or women to fuck?
Liam: You didn’t answer our questions.
Zayn: Nick…
Nick: I think I’ll leave this group.
Nick: Ser’s fine. Maybe she’s asleep.
Zayn: Maybe? You’re not in the same house?
Nick: We are. But she’s in her room. ALONE.
Kai: Can’t you go and check?
Kai: I sent her four messages and I have no response.
Nick: I think you can wait until tomorrow.