Pick A Number Game Novels & Stories

This game's tempo was relatively slow, but they couldn't stand drinking a glass of alcohol one after another. "Nine threes," Tianna shouted. She looked at the numbers in her trump card and felt very confident. As a result, she was still too cautious. No one called the number one in this round. Since there were five of them playing, the possibility of the number nine getting called was not high. After everyone's turn passed and when it was her turn to speak, someone called the number twelve. Unless the four of them had eight threes, this was really suspenseful. Tianna, a newbie, did not have any confidence at all. After she hesitated for a long time, she said, "Let's do it!"

" Hmph... If you say so." " So, enjoying the party?" Tricia asked again. " Don't know. I'm just sitting down here." Natalie sure knows how to block all chances of being asked personal questions. " How about we play a game? " Celine suggested. " A party isn't fun without its games." " A game. I like the sound of that." Natalie answered. " So what game should we play?" Bella asked. " Oh, I know... Spin the bottle." Tricia piped in. I glanced at Natalie. She didn't seem affected by it. She took a bottle from the table and emptied the contents on the floor and place it on the table.

she explained. Both me and Justine nodded after. "3 rounds are enough, whoever get the least points will be the 'it'. Are you ready? Ten seconds starts now." Justine immediately looked at his objects, I don't want to get accused by peeking on which object will he choose so I divert my attention on mine. Now, which of this objects should I choose? Does this simple game has a strategy? Arrgh, gosh Nini! Why are you overthinking much? "Ten seconds, done."

Anyone with an amount in mind will shout out Mine and the game begins. My eyes unconsciously went in Leo's direction yet again. I don't know why, l just needed to see his face at that moment. He smiled and just nodded at me fervently. It made my mind at ease. I gazed at the many lots on my table and searched through the numbers. I picked a lot of 1,299$ and timidly shouted, “Mine.” *1,299$ Who is opposing one time?* Diva sings. "3,000$ Mine.” The Personal assistant to the Governor raised his lot.

I could tell how restless he was as he was drumming his feet under the table frantically. He seems nervous about my words. I decided not to push it as I was getting the answers I needed slowly. I turned to Mariam, my smile increasing, “Pretty girl, what do you say?” Mariam nods and quietly scribbles something on her note. “The game will go on for a total of 3 rounds, excluding the earlier warm ups. Meanwhile, this round will go for a total of ten times. Whoever pulls the biggest or highest number after ten cards automatically wins.”

They decide to start with a simple strategy game where they play a team of five with ten players, and whoever wins a single goal gets first choice of the prize. Once they begin playing, they all try to outsmart the other team to win the game. Unfortunately for everyone, this game is too easy for everyone except for Max.

He goes to the bedside table to pick up a pen and book. “You’ll see after we play this game.” He starts to scribble something on the book before giving me the rules of the game. “You have options A & B. Just pick any of the letters at random, the place or city that falls under the letter is where we go, are we good?” Okay, now I’m interested, in “DEAL”! “So it’s time to pick, A or B?” He questioned giving me time to think as I was contemplating on which to pick hoping to not pick an answer I wouldn't like.

Ashra's face was filled with fear before Sarah turned to face Gunner who was blankly looking at her. “Since she breaks some rules, her points will be deducted. We need a fair game here and we don't like someone cheating on us.” Sarah added, rolling her eyes at me when she caught me looking at her with disbelief. “We will start the contest for five minutes. Choose wisely here.” I saw that it was full of white flags while there was a written number on it. The written number was the number who we would fight with. “Oh, it's a pick-me game.” Lady Maureen attempted to make fun of it but she failed. We started picking the numbers and chose the one who we needed to fight with.

She smiles in her toffee accent. The dealer nods to me. Huh, me? Oh crap. “Okay.” I smile as I pretend to know what the hell I’m doing. Umm. I nervously look around at the numbers. What the heck number should I pick? “Umm.” The table all wait for my answer. Oh shit. “Ten, please,” I announce. My heart starts to race and I watch the wheel spin around and around until, unbelievably, it lands on ten. “You win.” The dealer smiles.

Meanwhile, the host in the game area said into the loudspeaker, "Please hold on to your numbers! Don't lose them or exchange them with someone else. Our game begins now." Jerome looked over at them and asked, "Let's go and join in the fun." Then, they rejoined the crowd. The computer program next to the host was working in overdrive, and the two rows of numbers were moving rapidly on the screen. The host introduced the rules of the game. "Everyone, please pay attention to the screen. We'll randomly draw a man's number and a woman's number. The one with the higher number can ask the one with the lower number to do anything they want. Anyone who gets their numbers drawn will win a prize," the