Funny Scenario Questions Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jeanne answered, tilting her head. “Okay. Let’s get started,” Robert shouted a little higher than his usual voice, clasping his palms. One thing I noticed about this man is his ability to switch moods. This minute he is a cold and astute businessman, the next minute he is almost as easygoing as a highschooler. The game started lightly and the questions were coming in favorite foods, worst fashion choices, favorite color and most embarrassing childhood stories. At least, it looked easy to play. Then slowly, the questions became deeper.

"So try answering without throwing him under the bus." Alexia frowned, realizing there was no point in lying. "Alright, start asking," she growled in response. "Very well, let's begin with the basics. Sex?" "Scarce." Scott turned red, and Gerber raised an eyebrow. "I meant your partner's gender." "The dick says male, the drama makes you wonder." "Alexia!" Scott exclaimed, but Mr. Gerber raised a hand to silence him. "These questions are for Mrs. Hamilton," he said firmly. "And I want to hear her answers, because I've got a feeling this is going to be very interesting!"

She had listened to every word like the good friend she was. What would someone do without a friend as good as Simone? How’s it going? Are you surviving the chaos over there? - S Barely. Colby just “accidentally” spilled chips on my head. - L LOL. Sounds like Colby. What are the others doing? - S Rain’s pretending he’s an expert chef with a box of microwave popcorn. Matt’s laughing at all of it, and Jesse keeps telling terrible jokes. - L Like what? - S He said “Lia, why couldn’t the bicycle stand up by itself?” - L

He threw another question at me, and I found myself replying instantly. "My name is Cornelia Jamarreon." I said "So what happened at the stage?" He asked, and this time around, I wasn't foolish to reply to him with a calm voice. "What did you think happened?" I yelled because that question is damn embarrassing. When I finally thought I had escaped from people who ask useless questions, I found myself being asked the most useless question of all time. "Are you going to drive me home or investigate me?" I yelled again. "Sorry if my questions make you feel bad, but if I may ask, why did you not put on pants?" He asked as boldly as ever.

“No. I’ll spare your ears. But I can tell a bad joke instead.” She laughed, She rolled onto her side, facing me now. “Fine then. Let’s hear it. Make me laugh.” “You asked for entertainment. You’ll get it.” I blinked at her, surprised. “You actually want to hear it?” She nodded, smiling. “Alright.” I cleared my throat, keeping my voice low. “Why did the scarecrow win an award?” “Why?” “Because he was outstanding in his field.” There was a moment of silence, dead silence. Then Liora snorted, covering her mouth.

I suggested, my pulse racing. “What do you have in mind, Hailey? If you have something cooked up, now it’s the time.” Megan held my arm. “Please?” “Question number one. Remember, these questions are random, and all our guests have voted to be on this stand today.” “What the hell?” “I told you these guys are crazy,” Megan said. “It’s a yes and no question. Did you sleep with one of your professors in freshmen?” The crowded went nuts. “Fuck you and your father, your mother, and your sisters!” Lexie exclaimed.

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.

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.

The Defense is given the first chance to ask questions. "Where were you the said night of the accident, two years ago?" he asks Scott and I cringe. "What kind of a question is that?" I hear Scott's mom whisper behind us. "The night began when I was at the beach, with my girlfriend, Miss Kyrah Bailey, and as we were driving home, someone knocked my truck off the road," Scott says humbly. If that question had been directed to me, I would have responded rudely without even realizing it. And if I was a saber-toothed tiger right now, I'd sink my sharp canines into Mr. Elliot's neck and silence him at once.