"I'll call the doctor." Alex decided and reached for the phone.
“There's no need to.” Nicolas was agitated. “I'll be alright in a few minutes.”
“Actually, what’s going on?” Alex asked. “Will you tell your friends what's wrong with you?”
“You have no choice!” Michael echoed him.
“I'm fine!” Nicolas wanted to get up but Michael was standing next to him, blocking his way.
He was about to squeeze him into the chair like he did with Alex, but he stopped himself in time.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell us what's going on!" He said flatly.
“I'm fine! I am exhausted and I need to rest.”
“You can talk bullshit, but not to us! We won’t buy it.” Michael didn’t let this explanation be dismissed.
“Shut up, Michael! I'm fed up with your stupid statements and nonsense questions. Enough
