"Hey, I think your sister thinks you are crazy." Ghost Lin muttered while he cupped her cheek, floating over his body. She glanced at the door and it shut closed when Gabriella rushed outside.
"She really thinks you are," she mumbled as she caught Gabriella's expression.
"Am I not?" Quentin chuckled dryly, still staring at her. Although he was drunk, seeing her sobered him up a little.
"Imagining you are here with me... I think I'm crazy too."
Ghost Lin pressed her lips together and let out a sharp exhale. She floated to his side and laid beside him, lying on her side with the bottom of her palm propped against her temple.
"No, no, no!" she slapped his shoulder although it didn't hurt the slightest. "You are not crazy! I am actually here, alright?! Me, the real Lin Devon! The one and only!"
