Bea looked at the ladder in front of her, made up of a couple of wooden sticks and a few pieces of broken wood, and blinked in surprise. She turned her head to look at Bella, "Are you sure you want me to climb up from here?"
"Yes." Bella nodded seriously, "You go up first, I'll hold the ladder for you from below."
"Are you really not joking?" Bea reached out and touched the seemingly very unstable ladder, "Won't this thing fall apart as soon as I step on it?"
"Don't worry, you look even skinnier than me, you won't break it." Bella reassured her.
Bea still hesitated, "Although I'm skinnier than you, I'm much taller, so I'm definitely heavier."
"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Bella pouted. She's only 5'4", but Bea is at least 5'7".
"Hahaha, just kidding." Bea laughed, looked up at the very dangerous ladder, gritted her teeth, took off her high heels, and started climbing barefoot.
