Novel & Cerita Most Random Thing To Say

A small smile curved her lips, and involuntary my eyes flickered to them, "Finding happiness in the little small things." It was like she was speaking another language. Confusion tightened my brows and I curiously asked, "So, what makes you happy?" She kept her eyes on me, "Drinking my coffee in the morning," She started, listing the most basic things any human being could have, "Sitting beside the sea, listening to music and just not think about anything," She added, "Reading a good book," She didn't seem to be thinking hard about this, "Speeding down an empty road with a good car like yours for example," She cracked a smile, "Seeing my best friends after so long," She pulled into a deep br

I had to go crazy and hump a random guy before it stopped. Her: oh geez! I need to award myself with gold, aren't I amazing? (Teary laughing emoji) Me: (bored) get a life and get married. Her: when there are so many cocks to try? Never! (Extreme laughing) But don't worry, your package may or may not contain anything sexual and shocking. Just remember to take a pic of your expression and send it to me, I have to see. Me: if it's a stupid thing, don't ever come back to Washington or you're screwed!

) the __________ of doubts, will take you to exotic places in your mind. If the world was a nicer place to live in, I wish I could (your deepest wish) ________ And just grab the (name something you can grab outside of your house) ___________. If I did, I will end up (think about the worst thing about you) __________ . At the same time get stuck on smelling the (name something weird that smells)________. Because I know what I am capable of. (Your favorite holiday) _________ is as joyful as the mourning of those who got lost.

Their random little walk was over. “I can do it again.”

"Let's forget it, okay?" I wish we'd talk about it. "Okay." She grinned. We talked for about what seems for hours. We'd talk about the most random thing ever— unicorns, school, Taylor Swift, The Fault In Our Stars and many more. And by the end, I felt so glad that Chloe is feeling a whole lot better. "You should go home," I told her. "It's getting late." Chloe bit her lip. "Hey," she called out. "Hmm?"

My breathing hitched as his eyes dig a hole in mine. I realized that I didn't know this man at all. He was just a random person who happened to be sitting next to me at the bar. Embarrassment crept over me as I realized how much I had been pouring my heart out to him. How my mouth choose to blabber to a stranger. Great Olivia. Just Great. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," I said, feeling my face flush with embarrassment. The stranger just smiled and said, "No need to apologize, it happens to the best of us. Sometimes, it's easier to talk to a stranger than someone we know."

After scanning the QR code, the menu appeared on her mobile phone. She ordered some pasta, some bread, and a glass of red wine. After sending her order in, she looked at the news on her mobile phone. She remembered that she had seen a joke before. Two people were competing on who was lonelier. One said that the loneliest thing was to have dinner alone, and the other said that it was going to the movies alone. The one who said eating alone was the loneliest said, "at least if you went to the bathroom while watching a movie you'd still have a seat when you return, but if I went to the bathroom halfway through a meal, when I return, the table would no longer be mine!"

Finally, I managed to stammer but ended saying the most stupidest reply I could ever say to him. “Uh…Thank you?”

or as in “something that won’t make me throw my phone across the room” Me: Something harmless, maybe. Emily: Harmless and you in the same sentence? That’s new. I laughed, shaking my head. Me: I can behave. Emily: I’ll believe it when I see it. Her sarcasm made me grin. Me: Tell me something random. Emily: Random? Me: Yeah. Anything. A minute passed. Then— Emily: I can’t fall asleep unless I read a book first. Even if it’s just a page. I raised a brow.

Outside the car, another row of streetlights drifted past. “But I think life is strange like that,” I said quietly. “The moments that end up changing you forever almost never announce themselves beforehand.” I leaned my head a little more heavily against the window. “Usually the world looks painfully ordinary right before it happens.” “Yeah,” he said, his voice lower now, quieter in a way that made it sound as though he’d slipped into his own memories too. “The important things always seem to happen when you’re least expecting anything at all.” “Usually right when you’re convinced your life is boring.”