Confusing Questions To Ask の小説・ストーリー

“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.

Wow, it's as if they don't care about anything. Confounding in addition to being mysterious!

He could be referring to anything. “I mean, what are your academic goals? Your career plans?” he explains. “What do you want?” “Oh,” I brush out, finally gaining clarity. But some of my confusion still remains as I shake my head at him. “Why do you ask?” It’s such a random question and I’m not sure why he cares. Shouldn’t he be dismissing me and getting me out of his hair? Or why am I not just rushing out of there now that I’ve answered all of his other stupid questions?

He blurted out leaving me confused as hell. “Uhn? I mean sir?’” “I told you never to make me repeat myself but I will do the favor of repeating it again since the thick lens of your glasses is affecting your brain or is making you get less recognition of yourself. Have you ever taken a good look at yourself in the mirror?” “I don’t get you, sir, can you please explain what you mean?” I am so confused and disturbed. Why is he asking weird questions? “Do you like watching TV series? Melodramas? Or do you read books? Romance? Erotica?” he asked more weird questions.

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 asked a little too loudly. But instead of her to give me a reply to my question, she just questioned me back. What happened to you? Are you okay? Is anything the matter? Is something wrong with you? Her series of questioning came as a surprise to me and I started to question her back instead of answering her questions. What is it with all these questions? I asked her with a confused look. I continued though. What do you mean if I am okay or if something is wrong with me? Uhm… she opened her mouth to speak.

Dangerous. “I’m asking you a question.”

Tell me these things, please! However, no answer comes, and I’m more confused than ever.

“What questions? I’m confused right now.” “Well, that’s why as your friend, I’m here to help clear the confusion. Listen. Right now, everything is rosy. But ask yourself. What happens when you step out of line? Won’t he make you cry again? You told me he punishes you over things like that, right?” “Yes.” “Exactly. Well, that aside, will he let you work? Will you come and go as you please, just like me? Huh? Ask yourself these questions before you commit to something you’ll regret.”

“Yes, that does make sense, doesn’t it?” “What,” I ask, seriously confused, staring between them. “What makes sense?”