Nick got his phone stolen last night
He was on the phone with me and said to hold on a bit, and I heard him give directions to this guy who was talking about scoring some weed in Long Beach or something absurd and then Nick said 'Hold on Babe I'll call you back.' Which was at 12:32am. I go back to watching my TV show and expect a call relatively soon, however nothing happens and then it's 1:27am and I get a call from a new number.
I knew something was going to happen, I just had this innate feeling something was up, and it wouldn't take that long normally for him to call me back.
I answer the phone and it's Nick telling me that he got his phone stolen by the guys. He got the license plate numbers of 6 of the 7 cars, however they got his phone because they gave him some sob story about who knows what in order to use it to make a call to a friend in Long Beach. Also, he told me that they smashed his head into the wall in order to take his phone. Luckily that was all they took.
I didn't try to call him which was good because it wouldn't have been Nick who had possession of the phone. That freaks me out so much because I heard the voice of the guy who hurt Nick right before Nick hung up with me, and it scared me to death. I've calmed down a lo from last night, but I was freaking out last night and wound up crying a bit. Even though Nick said everything is 'all cool', he called the police, gave the license plate numbers and canceled his phone, but my goodness my nerves are shot.
All for a SIM card? His phone wasn't even the I-phone 3G so nothing can be done from it. He went to sleep thankfully, he has the worst luck of anyone I have ever known, and my goodness this was the LAST thing he needed after his fabric burned earlier on yesterday.
I just feel uneasy...what's wrong with people?!
He was on the phone with me and said to hold on a bit, and I heard him give directions to this guy who was talking about scoring some weed in Long Beach or something absurd and then Nick said 'Hold on Babe I'll call you back.' Which was at 12:32am. I go back to watching my TV show and expect a call relatively soon, however nothing happens and then it's 1:27am and I get a call from a new number.
I knew something was going to happen, I just had this innate feeling something was up, and it wouldn't take that long normally for him to call me back.
I answer the phone and it's Nick telling me that he got his phone stolen by the guys. He got the license plate numbers of 6 of the 7 cars, however they got his phone because they gave him some sob story about who knows what in order to use it to make a call to a friend in Long Beach. Also, he told me that they smashed his head into the wall in order to take his phone. Luckily that was all they took.
I didn't try to call him which was good because it wouldn't have been Nick who had possession of the phone. That freaks me out so much because I heard the voice of the guy who hurt Nick right before Nick hung up with me, and it scared me to death. I've calmed down a lo from last night, but I was freaking out last night and wound up crying a bit. Even though Nick said everything is 'all cool', he called the police, gave the license plate numbers and canceled his phone, but my goodness my nerves are shot.
All for a SIM card? His phone wasn't even the I-phone 3G so nothing can be done from it. He went to sleep thankfully, he has the worst luck of anyone I have ever known, and my goodness this was the LAST thing he needed after his fabric burned earlier on yesterday.
I just feel uneasy...what's wrong with people?!
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