Romans & histoires Funny Questions To Ask Friends

“How about you tell me a few things? Like maybe how old you are, where you lived before we found you, or even about your hopes and dreams?” She sighed at my antics. “I’m old enough, and in case nobody ever told you, it’s impolite to ask a woman about her age. Also, to ask if she’s pregnant, even if it’s blatantly obvious, or to ask how many sexual partners she’s chosen to have. Everything else should be pretty much free game, but you might also not get the answers you’re hoping for. Especially from me.” Amy paused, and while her tone was completely sweet, I was once again feeling uncomfortable with not knowing how to properly do this friendship thing.

She asked in a duh tone. Lea looked at her with wide eyes. “Don’t you even think of what they are actually doing?” She asked. Sara nodded. “They might look like they are studying but what if they are doing something MORE THAN studying?” She asked as well. Jillian narrowed her eyes on her friends. “Don’t even go there, you girls. I will kill that bitch if she does something funny with my boyfriend.” She said. Her friends shrugged. “Maybe you should start moving now?” They asked.

"Can I ask a question?" "You're already asking," Aish! This jerk also loves to tease me but I just ignored what he said and continue what I supposed to ask. “Why did Kalex is so mad at you? I hope you don’t mind me asking,” I was just curious and I believe there’s no harm asking. I do not want to live with various question and what if’s on my mind. “I am his best friend and your best friend is your best enemy. Do you believe in that quote?”

“How about we play a game? Something lighthearted. 20 Questions?” He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “20 Questions? What, like, we take turns asking random questions?” “Exactly,” I said, feeling my pulse quicken. “We ask anything—no filters, no restrictions. And you have to answer honestly. It’ll be fun.” He chuckled. “Alright, love, you’re on. You can go first.” I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the onslaught of questions that was about to come. “Alright, here’s an easy one. What’s your favorite food?”

"How about we play safer games going forward?" "Like what, like football?" he joked. "Anything but Twenty Questions."

another friend asked. Why would she ask something like that to a girl who’s barely sixteen? I didn’t answer. I gulped down another shot of alcohol. They started laughing again, calling me Virgin Mary. Callista was the only one who stayed quiet. "Another question, Virgin Mary. Has a guy ever licked your cunt?" another of Callista’s friends asked, while the rest grinned wickedly. I was already tipsy after two shots of alcohol. The best thing I could have done was just say no. But foolishly, I took another shot, and that earned me another round of laughter.

I asked sitting up. "Yeah like what the heck are friends for?" She laughed. TBC

Annie giggled, “You’re always so curious, Aunty Dee.” “Some call it curious,” I joked. “Some call it nosy.”

" I do not think I am in the mood to answer questions." " Alright. I will do well to make it just one question. And at the same time, I hope there is no need for extra questions." " Please, I am not in the mood for this. Do well to be as brief as you can be. " " Alright. How long have you known your friend?" " I don't understand. " " I mean, how long long have you been friends?" " You mean with Steve." " Yes. I mean Steve. " " Why do you ask? Is anything the problem?"

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.