I Have Some Questions For You Novels & Stories

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The next day my friends jump all over me asking a million questions about Ethan. I didn’t give them a chance to ask anything last night, as I just wanted to have those moments to myself for at least a little while. “Who was he?” “What did y’all talk about?” “Are you going to see him again?” The two of them were throwing questions out left and right before I finally had to just tell them to shut up and give me a chance to actually talk.

"If I had a favorite colour, that would be black and don't try to make a speculation or interrogate me a little father. Why is your favourite colour your favorite colour?" A killer way to enquire two questions in one. Score one for Mokunfayo Badmus.

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"Humm..haha..it's the first time that you ask me this question..well for your answer..humm..maybe two.. How about you?" "Answers are not free! " "That's unfair! How much cost the answers then ?" "Come on top of me! " "You're crazy! No way! " "Come ,and i'll give you all the answers you want to know! "

I had so many questions in my head, but only one I think they can answer me. "Hey, can I ask everyone something? Can someone please explain the whole mate thing?"

It was a bewildering, overwhelming and non-stop stream of questions demanding that she answer: Coffee or tea? Coffee with milk and sugar? What do you want to eat on your break? Which shampoo? Which hand cream? What bank do you want to open an account in? Do you want to go to the movies? What do you want to see? What are you doing on your day off? Do you want company? And on and on and fucking on.

My instinct was strongly voting that he was telling the truth—though I hoped it had nothing to do with me wanting to jump him right now and fuck the hell out of him. “I have so many questions… I mean, don’t get me wrong. I believe you, though I have no idea why. But I’m still so confused.” “Okay. You can ask me five questions, and I promise to answer them honestly.” I took a deep breath and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Okay, here’s my first question. How do you know who I am and what I came for?”

It’ѕ tеllіng me to аѕk mоrе questions; fіnd оut mоrе; do more; think mоrе. I’m just оn the verge оf fіgurіng it out. Thеrе’ѕ nо wау I’m giving uр nоw. The nerve of thе guy is аѕtоundіng. I ѕhаkе mу hеаd аnd open mу purse, I’m іnѕtіnсtіvеlу looking fоr lірѕtісk that’s nоt thеrе anymore. I need to think аbоut whаt’ѕ nеxt.

“I have a couple of questions that I would like you to answer if that’s okay?” “Sure, Spar with me and I will answer them”