"Bbom-ah!!" 

Rushing to crouch down beside Bomi, Chorong lifted the unconscious girl up and rested her as comfortably as she could on her lap. Retrieving her phone, she quickly dialed their manager's number to seek help. In no time, a couple of the staff had entered the toilet and one of them heaved Bomi onto his back. 

As another manager ran off to prepare the car which will soon ferry them to the nearest hospital, Chorong remained behind and kept a close watch on Bomi. She did not remove her hands which were rested firmly against her back and reached up periodically to brush away the strands of hair plastered over Bomi's forehead due to sweating. When she noticed that Bomi's eyebrows were knitted tightly together presumably due to her being in some sort of pain or discomfort, Chorong cupped her hand against Bomi's face and at her cheek to try and soothe the younger. She only stopped the reassuring action when the vehicle arrived.

Laying Bomi onto the backseat with Chorong following immediately after, the manager proceeded to jump into the front passenger seat and instructed his coworker to start driving. On the way to the hospital, Chorong kept checking on Bomi, patting her gently on the cheek in the hopes of rousing her from her comatose state.

Unfortunately her efforts were futile as Bomi's eyes remained shut and she showed no signs of waking. Letting the younger lean against her own body with one arm wrapped protectively around her waist and the other supporting her shoulder, Chorong fought back the urge to cry as she took in the dire condition of her girlfriend. 

Bomi's face was exceedingly pale and her expression was one contorted in agony. Her body radiated heat and Chorong could feel the extent of her sweating from how her clothes stuck to her skin and felt damp to the touch. With every second that passed, Chorong felt the younger's body temperature climb even higher. Afraid that she might go into shock before they even managed to get help, Chorong prayed to the gods that Bomi would be okay. 

Thankfully the journey to the hospital did not take too long and Bomi was rushed into the emergency room upon arrival. Pacing outside the A&E, Chorong unwittingly started chewing on her thumb nail as she waited anxiously for the doctor to appear and provide his diagnosis. The minutes ticked passed arduously and the sudden ringing of her cell phone jolted Chorong out of her stupor.

Connecting the call without first checking the caller ID, Chorong recognized from the voice entering her ear that the person's identity was none other than her group mate and friend, Jung Eunji.

"Unnie! We heard from the staff that Bomi was rushed to the hospital. What exactly happened?"

Before she could give her reply, Chorong could hear in the background that Naeun was shouting in an almost frantic manner.

"How is unnie?! Is she okay?!" 

The distraught in her voice was evident and all of a sudden, Chorong felt guilty for not informing Naeun. She was certain that the girl who loves Bomi as much as she did would have wanted to be here waiting at the hospital.

Despite wanting to allay the fears of her fellow members, the eldest realized that she did not have a shred of information about the condition of her girlfriend. Not wanting to hide the truth from the other girls, Chorong weakly admitted.

"I don't really know. The doctor is still tending to Bomi."

There was a minute of silence on the line as Eunji relayed the message to the rest. Expecting to hear the main vocal's voice again during the call, Chorong was surprised when it was the face of Apink who spoke.

"Which hospital are you at? Eunji unnie and I will head over."

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