A few minutes before Nathan texted Viktor, he got to the club. Since the club was mostly active during the night, he just hung around, drinking while scrolling through the media.
His friend owned the club, so he could do whatever he wanted. He didn't sit with girls like he always did and that was because he needed to find a way to contact Elias. He sent him a bunch of texts, but Elias wasn't responding.
"Fuck!" He cussed and sighed as he sipped from the jug of beer.
"Fuck? You're really cursing in my club. It's been a while since you were here. Wasn't it a year ago?" His friend, Ricky, asked as he entered with a bunch of girls.
Nathan started at the ladies and ignored them and his friend. He turned his phone back on and kept zooming in to stare at Elias's face.
"Why won't he return my text? Did he block me?" He mumbled.
Ricky saw that there was something bothering his friend, so he sent the ladies back and closed the door.
