Confusing Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

Something that confuses the fuck out of me. “Do you?” “I- I don't know, that's why I asked.” “You know.” I can't say more than two words without slurring and there's so much I want to say. “I don't know, if I did I wouldn't be asking you these questions.” She retorts with a frown. “Okay,” I grunt, hefting a slipping Katrina back up. “Okay? That's all you're gonna say?” “No.” “No?” “Yes.” “Say something that's not confusing!” She screams in frustration meanwhile I'm at my breaking point.

I called him. "Yeah?" He said, turning towards me. "I wanted to say something actually." I said. "To me? What do you want to ask?" He asked. "Don't misunderstand me. But need to say this. What's going with you?" I queried. "What's going with me? What do you mean?" He blinked a few times in confusion. I creased my brows, trying to observe his facial expression if he was really confused or was feigning it. "Don't you understand?"

she asked. "Are you asking? I mean, I don't mean to offend you, but the fact is, you don't have any specific reason for being here, and if you're not lonely like I think you are, then I'm guessing you're trying to maybe buy time or drag on a conversation with me to create some sort of friendship with me so that you can use that as an opening to start questioning me," I answered. It just occurred to me that she may just be trying to find a way to ask me questions, which I find very ridiculous because such stupid tricks can never work on me, and I would never tell anything to any of them because I don't trust anybody.

I questioned. “Do you miss me that much?” He questioned. “Well, not really… I just wanted to….” “You do not miss me?” He questioned. “Well, I do but that is not why I asked. I just wanted to…” “Tell me, why do you miss me so much? Is there something I do not know?” He questioned. Why was he asking me such weird questions?

She lets out a soft giggle. “Sorry. I just hate the twenty questions game. I think it is because I am a medical student and I like checklists and order. If people played the twenty questions game correctly, it would be fine. But no one ever does. They end up asking more than one question, or talking about something else and forgetting about the game, or forgetting to take turns. It drives me crazy.” “Are you implying that I could not follow simple game rules?” “Yes.”

“I mean, your boss or Calvin or the other dude, can't remember his name.” Emily's forehead creased in confusion, there was no way Alicia was asking her that, at least not the Alicia she knew. “Why are you suddenly asking me these questions?” The discombobulation was evident in her tone, and she did not try to hide it. “If you are trying to get to something, then just say it and stop beating around the bush please.” Silence stepped in. Slowly, it became palpable, like it was yelling all the words they were not saying.

Was he that worried about me? Then again, I remember that they are all my mates and it's only normal if they worry like that. I can't believe I totally forgot I have my own problems. Should I ask how they found me in the first place? I am curious but I could be yelled at if I ask that question. “What do you want to do?“ Ulric suddenly asked me. What sort of question is that? What do I want to do like what? I don't understand. “I am confused. What are you asking me about?“ I asked him.

Creeped out, I raised both of my arms up in defeat and asked him awkwardly, "Whyyy are you asking me these questions? He crossed his arms in front of hist chest. "Why should I not be asking you these questions?" I squinted my eyes. "Why are you answering my questions with more questions?" He shrugged. "Why should I not be answering you a question to your questions?" I blinked. "I am honestly kind of confused right now." He continued. "Why are you kind of confused?" "Because why is green not the opposite of pink?" I asked with a nod before putting my own paintbrush down and grab my phone. "Let's ask G****e!"

I raised a questioning glare at him and he kept silent, as if contemplating with his next choice of words maybe. " Today, you ran to find me at the pool, what happened?" He asked another entirely different question yet again, ignoring the previous one he had brought up and I furrowed brows in an utterly confused state. What's wrong with him? This was quite creep. "It's because_ it's because" I stuttered, lacking words to describe the truth when he asked yet another question. "Are you pregnant?"

"It's obvious I'm not asking for your Favorite colors or hobbies you have no use for. All I'm asking about is maybe some dark or deep secrets I ought to know." , any family anywhere? Friends? Or close relationships?" He rushes the question at me with my eyes darting all around the room, I