Random Questions Novels & Stories

Especially after a long day at work or if I ever needed the quiet. "Do you wanna talk about anything in particular?" He asked softly looking at me at the corner of his eye. "I am kind of afraid of the answers. I want to know everything. Why you never came back, why you never called, why you never came back for Adds, literally everything." I answered. He sighed and nodded. A few minutes ticked by. I knew he was getting his thoughts in order and I let him be. This wasn't going to be easy and my big mouth wasnt going to help if I started rambling.

Chance: "Again? I wish you would tell me why every time I talk to you, you're in a different place." Lilly: "I can't give all my secrets away. What would I tease you with?" Chance: {laughing} "Fine, keep it mysterious. I like it. So, where are you now?" Lilly: "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you." Chance: {Growls in frustration} "I hate it when you do this. Anyways I was calling to let you know that Evan is getting married." Lilly: "Your brother, Evan? The guy who swore that he was a player for life?"

MARISSA Denise stuck her tongue out at me when Annie wasn’t looking and pulled a tray of cookies out of the oven. While I transferred them to the cooling rack, she went to work getting the next batch in. “You know you were curious, too. Besides, I’ve asked him those questions now, I’m not going to ask them again.” “I can think of a few questions you haven’t covered yet,” I teased. Heaven knew, I shuddered to think what she would come up with given half a chance. His underwear size, current bank balance or the phone numbers of his best friends for references came to mind.

* * * 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.

"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."

"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."

She left the condoms on the island and shuffled blindly into her bedroom, cursing lowly when she stubbed her toe against an table in the hallway. Once inside, she stripped and slid nude into her cold sheets, pulling her laptop from the bedside table and powering it up. She sighed contently as she typed in an all too familiar name into her search engine and waited for the results to pop up. Great, there were more news articles she thought absently She clicked on the top result and smiled when a chisled face filled her screen. It was a interview article on Kain Griffin, the co-owner of the most popular private security company in the state. The article was done by one Miss Wendy Richer for The

"I have no problem with it at all. It'll be my pleasure to hang out with the two of you today." Both of them beam smiles at me, and I wonder what in the fuck I did in another life to get this kind of chance. Three years ago I wouldn't have wanted it, but something tells me today's gonna be a good time. ******* "You wanna play a game?" "I'm not good at them," Riley observes the row of carnival games. There's some of those balloons you shoot water into and milk bottles that you throw a ball at. "I have pretty good aim." Not trying to brag, but I do. "Which do you think? Balloon or ball?"

“So, what kind of music are you into?” he asked, a playful note in his tone. “Metal, mostly,” I replied casually. I could almost hear his eyebrows rising in surprise. “Metal, huh? I’m more of a classic rock guy myself,” he responded seemingly unfazed. The conversation meandered through favorite foods, movies, and hobbies. I found myself divulging details I hadn’t expected to share, drawn in by the anonymity the door provided. “Okay, so random question – are you a virgin?” he asked. His tone came across as if he were trying to deliver the question as a joke, but there was an unmistakable hint of curiosity in his voice.

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