Pick A Number Questions Novels & Stories

“Okay, let’s get this over with, Mr. Parkinson. What do you want? A trophy for hitting homerun? Because you don’t strike me as a man who calls when he says he will.” Vren chuckles. “Miss Danler, you don’t strike me as a woman who leaves her number either.” She gave him a vacant look, refusing to take the bait. He pinned her in his gaze. “I’m sorry to barge in so suddenly but I really need to know if you’re on the Pill.” Audrey gripped the table. “Excuse me?” His dark brows lifted as if her response has given her away. Or if it didn’t, maybe it was the tint on her cheeks – more like from the embarrassment to her answer.

* * * We'd arrived home and at the moment, we were seated in Cas' bed about to play a game of twenty-one questions. "Little SP, I didn't want this to be a get to know you session or a virgin game so I got the questions pack." He waved it in the air. " Which set or edition is that?" I asked. " Fifty questions, naughty edition." He smirked. " Totally expected it." I rolled my eyes. "The cards are numbered so we'd pick at random and on this sheet we'd tick the already picked card." He said and handed me the pencil. " And we'd make it fast too so it doesn't get boring. It'll be a speed game." I said.

"Hey Elsa, If you were to pick between George and Jaden, who would you go for?" "Hahaha," Elsa laughed. "I see what you're trying to do there." Elsa replied. "C'mon now, just make a choice." Jane continues to persuade her. "Well......, I can't tell for sure what is wrong with George but he's cute tho although not as cute as Jaden. He's still our mate. Maybe we can help him." "I don't remember asking if we can help him. I only asked who you'd choose but since you've said it like that, I wonder what he's suffering from."

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.

A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center. "This is how the game works, when you pick a number out of this ten piece of paper; then spin the bottle on the floor, whoever the bottom of the bottle face will be your partner for whatever you have picked. Either a boy or girl; it does not matter." She said and smirked I was Already having a bad feeling about the game but i decided to play along for once. "So who is going first?" Kelly asked Tala "I will!" A guy answered... So he picked a number among the ten piece of paper on the floor.

If you are codependent, press 2 for someone else. If you have multiple personalities, please press 3, 4, 5, and 6. If you are paranoid-delusional, we know who you are and what you want. Just stay on the line so we can trace the call. If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a little voice will tell you which number to press. If you are a clinical depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press, no one will answer. If you are delusional and occasionally hallucinate, please be aware that the thing you are holding to the side of your head is alive and is about to bite your ear off.

And the funniest thing was that Cassius has always been my partner in the outing, and we always win all games. Well…it's because he never likes losing. Now, we are about to have a blast again. Keittai put a call across to someone, and then two workers came in holding a box in their hands, and we were supposed to pick a number from the box. As the box was passed around, each team leader picked their own number. The box got to my side, and I picked number 718, which means Cassius also picked the same. I smiled happily as I gently caressed the number in my hand. Keittai's phone rang, and he picked it up immediately, standing up from his seat and moving away from the meeting. After a while, he q

do I even know him? "Okay, Miss Jacobs, the rules of this game are very simple." Said Tom, bringing out a sticky note pad. Here, we will each write our questions relating to anything other than sports or business. Then we will pick randomly and anyone who gets the wrong answer, will have to answer a personal question from whoever's question he/she picked. Simple right? And one more thing, the answer must be an honest one." He ended with a grin.

I asked a little annoyed that someone else was meant to be hers “If you had to pick between going to the beach or going to the mountains which, would you pick?” she asked “that’s a hard one I like both? Can I pick both?” I asked “Nope you have to pick one” she smirked “Okay the mountains, you?” it was a hard one I enjoyed both so I just said the first one that came to me

Their small talk was also getting boring. "What should we do?" Jake sighed and fell on the grass. "Guessing game." He sat up and nodded. "I'll start." "Is it a person?" She asked. He shook his head. "A place?" Again, a shake. "A person?" No. "How many letters is it?" "Four," he replied. "Is there an A?" "No." "Can you tell me its uses?" He smirked. "It will be obvious then." "Can you tell me a movie based on it?"