Zeno looked for Nicholas in the club but couldn't find him, he wanted to know what he had discussed with Sebastian, but as he was nowhere to be seen, he decided to retire for the night.
The loud music and people's drama were no longer interesting to him; he just wanted to go up to his quiet room and block out everyone and everything.
He saw Morgan waving at him as he left the club; he returned her with a shirt, heading right out.
Zeno was texting Nicholas as he walked along the passage, asking him to come to his room as soon as he could.
"Fuck...not again," He paused when he reached the foot of the stairs, and the familiar scent of cigarette wafted into his nose.
He knew Sebastian was there before he even raised his face to look up the stairs.
He leaned beside the wall, one of his legs raised behind him to support himself on the wall, his eyes darkly pinned on Zeno.