Phoebe tried her best to get on the back of the horse, as she tried her best, Enim placed a hand on her head looking at Phoebe with curiosity.
Why was she using her entire force just to get on the horse?
"Are you really going to get on the back of the horse, is this your big lift?"
"Not just a big life my sister, this is greatest lift to heaven, to a blossoming heaven."
"But wouldn't you fall if you get on the back of that thing, you might injure yourself if you take it at a high rate and you're drunk."
Phoebe chuckled.
"I think you're wrong, Enim. There's no way I can be drunk, you're the one who's seeing so many things, if you look into my eyes then you'll discover that I'm just alright. I'm not drunk at all."
"Well, will you listen to me if I want to come with you?" It was another voice which made the two turn around to see who the unwelcomed guest was.
Zayn.
