After lunch, Seungri was back to his office and redirect his energy into completing his previously outstanding work. Since he didn't have anything else to keep him occupied for the evening, he went to check his equipment for a shoot tomorrow. The place was outside Seoul and a bit far so he need to make sure he didn't leave anything out. A memory card slipped out of his bag and fell next to his chair. Cursing softly at his own clumsiness, Seungri bent down to pick it up.

The pain struck and come unexpectedly, tearing up his back and stiffening his entire body. An agonised scream got stuck in his throat as he fell over. Unable to move, he lay there, gasping for breath. He bit his lip in pain, trying to get control of his body once again. A few minutes later as the pain subdue slowly, Seungri manage to raise himself up on his elbow.

"Damn," he muttered softly. Giving in, he reach the bin basket and finally find the paper he discarded so carelessly. Still, he stared at the piece of paper and sighed, feeling resigned.

He dropped into his chair and pick up the phone. Taking a deep breath, he dial the number.

i will try to write long chapter next time huhuhu............