Random Questions Novels & Stories

“I’ll respect your privacy then. Maybe if we keep talking, you will decide you need an ear as well and open up. Until then, let’s talk about something else. Let’s see....you’ve probably seen my picture. I’m six foot tall, blonde hair, green eyes. I like horror movies. I haven’t really watched many in the past few years because I feel like I’m in one all the time. I like rock music. Red is my favorite color. How about you? What do you look like since you don’t have a picture posted.” “Let’s see. I like country music and some pop music. I’m into any kind of movie as long as it’s good. Purple is my favorite color. I’m 5’5, black hair, hazel eyes. Is this your way of changing the subject? Lol. A

He immediately stops when he realizes what he is about to make me feel comfortable. I begin answering the quiz. He watches me read in silent and select on the answers. It makes me feel a little distracted when his eyes are staring at me. When I reach to the last item, I have to ask him about it since it’s not on his notes. He breaks his stare from me and asks, “What’s the question again?” “How many bones are in the human body?” “Can you guess?” I don’t know the answer. “600?” I say with a trailing doubt of my answer.

He clenched his jaw, looking away as if nothing had happened. Yes, remember you love these. I smiled slightly, taking my glass. "Let’s play a little game." Charlene suggested. "A game? Like?" Ryan asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. "Ten questions." Charlene smiled. "We spin this empty bottle. Whoever it lands on can ask the other person a question, and if you don’t want to answer, we take a strong shot of this Girinor special alcohol." "Sure, I wouldn’t mind knowing a little more about the pretty ladies." Raiden winked.

“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?”

"What comes next?" I thought about it—really thought about it. Six months ago, not knowing what came next would have sent me into a planning spiral. Now I just felt alive. "Honestly? I have no idea." "Good," Eli said, grinning. "Neither do I. Let's figure it out together."

While they were rolling on the floor, the bottle stopped in front of Ryan. “Oh, Ryan! It’s your turn!” The four men stopped what they were doing. Terban helped Chaylen to sit up, so Chaylen could ask Ryan the question. “Truth or… ugh, dare?” Chaylen asked while coughing. “Truth,” Ryan answered, fearing to face the same dare Chaylen received from Segi. The silly Chaylen came up with a random question. “What is your ideal kiss scenario?” Chaylen asked. “What kind of question is that?” Segi protested.

“Exactly. You had the board game, didn’t you? What kind of questions do they ask?” “Why?” I say, puzzled. “We’re doing a Couples’ Quiz contest. Are the questions hard?” “Hard? No! They’re just fun. Silly things. Basic stuff that couples know about each other.” “Ask me some.” Lottie sounds a bit tense. “Give me some practice.” “Well, OK.” I think for a moment. “What kind of toothpaste does Ben use?” “Don’t know,” says Lottie after a pause. “What’s his mother called?” “Don’t know.”

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Brian scanned Julia seductively when he pulled away from the hug. "You know that jumping, dancing and hugging you did just now trigger something, right?" Brian said and moved closer to Julia who lowered her head shyly. "Come here," Brian said pulling Julia into his arms. For someone dressed for work, he moved Julia to the table and bent her over the table face down. He pressed her back keeping her down on the table. "Do you know what is called a quickie?" Brian asked bending over her and whispering into her ears. Julia nodded a yes as chills ran down her spine and Brian smiled. Brian kicked Julia's legs apart with his feet and pulled her skirt down.

She started off, the enthusiasm was loud amid her cheery smile. “What game is this?” “The Question game.” My brows raised, signaling her to continue. “We are going to take turns asking each other a question. If you refuse to answer, you drink a glass of soju bomb. Each answer should always end with a question. You understand?” “Sure.” “You understand?” She repeated. For a second, I was clueless, then I realized I should end with a question. “Oh. I didn’t know we’ve already started. Should I ask first?”