Random Interesting Questions Novels & Stories

"It's obvious I'm not asking for your Favorite colors or hobbies you have no use for. All I'm asking about is maybe some dark or deep secrets I ought to know." , any family anywhere? Friends? Or close relationships?" He rushes the question at me with my eyes darting all around the room, I

"Sebastian do you want to play twenty questions?" I asked as I went to sit next to him. "What is that?" He asked lowering the volume of the TV. "We just ask each other questions basically." I replied." "What type of questions?" I mentally did a face-palm. "Serious, random or even dirty." "Oh. Do I have to answer all the questions?" "No, not if you don't want to," I replied, he was always so secretive. "Okay sure."

Aside from Brian looking like a piece of art rather than a human, the size of his hotdog was frightening. She realized she was making the move, but now she wonders if she's going to survive having that shoved inside her. The thought was running through her mind, with her eyes glued to his hotdog, while Brian who was watching her expression as she stared at his hotdog, made a move.

"Do you have a random answer for it?" Since today was my birthday and I was starting to get pissed with what Uncle Max was doing with Miss Bisi on the pool, I told the girl to pour out her deepest desires. "It is not really a desire," the girl looked at me weirdly. "It is a simple random question that deserves a simple random answer." "Ask!" I persuaded her quickly. "Ok! If a mind reader and a person who sees the future play a chess game, who would win?" "That is not a random question. It is a difficult question that was prepared with careful observation."

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“You know that is not the answer you are supposed to give? Karen, you can talk to me about anything you know that right?” She hummed in response not saying anything. I thought of the best way to break the ice. “Random questions.” My wolf suggested. I snapped my finger in delight. “Okay, I think I know how we can get you in the mood. Let’s ask random questions while we share the whiskey.” Karen furrowed her brows. “How does that work?” “Just ask whatever comes to mind.” “Okay. So do you think you will ever be happy with Mark?” She asked.

man," I whispered in his ear."But I’ve never seen you studying. I want to be like you, who keep ordering by sitting on the chair most of the time," He said, to which I chuckled. Only if he knew."Fine. If you think that my work is that easy, I will let you handle it for a day.""Yay, you’re the best mom in the world." He shook his tiny buttocks in happiness.Wait and watch, Kiddo!You would be pulling your hair after realizing my workload. "Sleep now," I muttered, hitting his buttocks softly."Mom,""Hmm,""Why does water have no color in the glass but the color of the ocean is blue?""I'll answer that tomorrow," I responded, knowing that I had to find the answer to this question tonight."Mom, why

You can start there. I nod slowly. “Finally, someone who makes sense.” Me: I’ll try this. Thanks. I exit the forum, then immediately type: ‘Random fun questions to ask a friend about themselves.’ Enter. My screen floods with suggestions, lists of icebreakers, “cute couple” quizzes, whole threads about date ideas, random memes sprinkled in. I scroll. And scroll. And scroll. “Oh. That’s actually a good question. I’ll keep that.” Next scroll. “That’s funny… but if I ask it, will I sound weird?”

We were born on May 21, despite being four years apart from him. "Boxers of Briefs?" "Briefs." “Coke or Sprite?” "Coke." “Burgers or Pizza?” “Burgers.” “Country music, or Metal?” "Metal." I frowned. Rearranging the list of questions in my head. “Action or Romance?” "Thillers." “Coffee or Milk?” "Coffee." "Orange or Apple?" "Orange." “Cats or Dogs?” "Both." “Soccer or Basketball?” "Soccer."

“Uh oh. Let’s hear it.” “I feel like there’s a lot about you I don’t know these days. And I want to fix that. So why don’t we play a game of twenty questions.” He raises an eyebrow and folds his arms. “I get to ask you things too?” “Yeah, of course.” “Okay then. Deal.” I grin, pleased with the success. “Okay, tell me about your travels.” “That’s not a question,” he points out. I stick my tongue out at him. “What’s the most interesting place you’ve ever been to?”