Crazy Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

What if this date was a total failure and it only made her want to leave more? "Well, since this is a date, I guess we should get to know each other better. Let's do twenty questions. We have to answer them too." She pointed her finger at me with a giggle. I wondered if this was just normal Kiera or her slightly intoxicated self. "Okay, I'm game. What is the most fun thing you ever did?" I asked.

Carmen, of course, leans across the table, asking nonstop questions. “Daddy, can I play the piano again?” “Daddy, can we go outside after lunch?” “Daddy, why do you have so many suits?” “Daddy, are you really in the mafia?” Carmen never stops asking questions. Maddie’s eyes twitch. I don’t blame her. The questions are relentless.

“What is it?” I tried gathering my thoughts, thinking about the right words to say—but there weren’t any. Everything lead to that once sentence. “First,” I began, “you have to promise me you won’t laugh or run away.” Nate gave me a confused look, followed by a chuckle. “Why?” “Because what I’m going to ask you is…I don’t know, you might laugh or run away.” His smile widened, already failing my first request. “People ask me the craziest things all the time. Shoot.”

They all cheered but he was silent. "The third question, Do you have a boyfriend?" I wonder why she'll ask such a question. " No!" I muttered blatantly making sure he also heard. " Fourth question..." him again? " Sir, you can't ask more than…" he shot him a deadly glare, and everywhere went quiet. " Describe your ideal type?" He's asking such an absurd question. Aren't the question supposed to be work-related why personal life's now? I'll tell him what he wants to hear.

he stutters, clearly thrown off by my answer. “It’s okay, most people don’t know how to respond. So, what kind of hobbies do you have?” I ask, expecting a long list of boating, mountain climbing, rafting, ect. Instead, I’m hit with a whole lot of silence. “Do you have any?” I chuckle. “I don’t think it should be this difficult to come up with something.” “How about you go first? What do you like to do?” he replies, daring me to do better.

"If you decide you want to know more about what I like, about what we could do together, ask me. Don't go looking it up online and scaring yourself with worst-case scenarios. I like things a little kinky. I'm not into full BDSM. So direct your questions to me." "How do you know I'd do that?" "Because I know this might be scary and you could be curious. Which is normal." He paused. "Go. Your friends are waiting. We'll talk tomorrow."

“Of course, you have to answer my question to you. So, what's your answer? The light is on or off?” “All right, on?” then suddenly they shouted. “Ssh, be quiet. Next question ma'am, chocolate or sex? ” “Huh? Wait, choco-” he didn't let me finish speaking, and he immediately changed the question. “Next question, Hotel or motel?” Whatever he asks me, i always feel like i'm on a hot seat. “Hotel?” then they shouted again. “Is it exciting, ma’am? This is the next question. Is he muscular or handsome?”

"Why do you want to know about me? I'm just boring old Trisha." "Humor me? Come on, if you do I'll tell you my biggest secret that no one else knows about me." His eyes twinkled as he spoke. "I want to hear about you. What's your family like? Any siblings? What do you do for a living? Your hobbies?" "That's a lot to answer." Trisha shook her head. "I can't possibly answer all that in one sit down."

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

"I'll start " He chipped in and i shrugged. "Truth or dare " He asked and i folded my lips to think for some moments. "Truth " I replied and waited for him to speak up. "Ever gotten wet? "He asked and i furrowed my brows. Its like he noticed and spoke up, afterwards. "I mean have you ever had the urge to have sex? "he asked and my eyes widened. "Andre, are you crazy?! Why would you ask a question like that? "I yelled, embarrassed.