All About Me Questions Novels & Stories

“One younger sister, engaged. She was the reason I was trying on wedding dresses that day; she had a conflicting appointment. Your turn to go first.” “Ok. Question 3. Have you ever had a boyfriend?” “Yes, all humans. You?” “Boyfriend? No, never.” He smirked. “Touche. Next question.” “Question 4. Are you a virgin?” I spit out my lemonade. “Wow; no warm up. Just straight to the private questions.” “You said nothing was off limits.”

"What's this Camille? A fucking interview?" He was always so serious. "It's a game. Twenty one questions. I ask questions because I want to know you." "You know me," he grumbled, grabbing a plate of pasta and settled in bed beside me. "Now open up. You have to eat." "Oh come on, Gav," I groaned. "There has to be things I don't know about you. Well aside the size of your dick." He chuckled. "What else do you want to know? The size of my feet?"

He continued rinsing and drying, leaving me with my mouth hung open and eyes still wide as a saucer. First off, what the hell does he mean by he doesn't relate with humans? Forget it. That's confusing as hell. I don't want to think about it. “I am going to forget; you just try to blow my brain. So the twenty questions are done like this: you ask me ten questions about myself, and I do the same to you. And no, it's not childish. We are getting to know each other.” I explained. “Ok… and if it's a question that I don't feel like answering?”

Who is he? “How do you know all of that?” - I ask looking at the floor “I know everything about you” - he tells me “What’s my favourite colour? What’s my favourite food? What’s my favourite Drink? What’s my favourite Song? Am I a cat or a dog person? What do I like to do in my spare time? What kind of movies do I like to watch? What do I do when I’m upset?” - I ask these questions to him and he looks me deep in my eyes

That was money, a whole fucking lot of it. Ribbonface: Let's continue the with the questions! Internetperv 🍆: You haven't answered me! Boobs real? Yourhope: You're so beautiful! What are your other talents? AbbeyFasola: Tell us your other talents! RealEminem: What else can you do, Queen Of Dawn? Lira: Can you help me? I'm having an existential flux right now! The man I love hates me! "Okay, my lovelies, I'll answer the most common questions," I said, trying to sound cool and collected as I hastily scanned through the comments. "But first, let me just say... I'm feeling so loved and appreciated right now! But what else can I do?”

"If that's okay with you, but if it's not, don't worry, I won't push that idea." It's not that It's not okay, but more like why? I'm not fascinating. He might end up getting bored if he listens to things about me. I mean, what am I supposed to tell him? About me? Who am I? I don't know. Ezra sat on the other bed beside mine. "You can ask me anything too. We can take turns; I'll answer all of your questions." He said that with brimming confidence that he has nothing he has to hide. How nice.

He wants to get to know the real me, this gives me hope that I am not just a distraction for the weekend. “Let’s play that game with ten questions”, I told him on a playful note. “What game” he asked me and I can see he is intrigued. “Well we both can ask ten real questions and we need to answer honestly”. I said after thinking a little. “Real questions?” Alex looked surprised. “Yeah, questions about what you really want to know, not like what’s my favorite color or I don’t know my favorite band”, I continued smiling. “ Okay let’s play your little game” he told me and I can see he is amused.

I say, feeling a little shy to have his full attention on me right now. “Something, only people close to you know. I want to know you on a personal level.” “Really,” I ask, surprised he wants to. If he just wanted to sleep with me, there wouldn’t be any need to know the real me. It’s not like the real or fake me has a different vagina, so I am surprised he does. “Yes, tell me,” He says, looking truly curious to find out “You know my age and where I am from. I can tell you about my hobbies. Do you want to know my hobbies?”

一 Arthur suggested 一 What kind of joke? 一 Questions and Answers 一 Answered 一 Can I ask about everything? 一 I asked curiously 一 Of everything. 一 So let's go. That joke was a good way to get to know another person, the questions would be about their life and the answers would enable each other to get to know each other better. I still didn't know Arthur well, and there were many things I wanted to know, among them, was the reason why I had never seen his mother, which was my biggest curiosity.

I said. She smiled. "A 30-minute live Q&A on I*******m. Tonight." "No," I said straight away. "It’s non-negotiable," Charlotte said. I glared at her but Alessandre said nothing at all. Typical. Charlotte set a tablet between us with the pre-written, phony questions. Favorite things about each other. First time you've ever told me 'I love you'. Pet names. Wedding plans? For goodness sake I was getting tired of the repetitiveness of all this. I needed to focus on the new launch coming up in a month and I have to deal with this?! I could feel the headache forming behind my eyes.