Random Questions To Ask People Novels & Stories

I asked him all of the sudden, breaking the silence between us. "Hmm? Aren't we too old for games?" He muttered in response. I rolled my eyes at him, "Didn't you want for us to get to know each other?" "Yeah. But what does that have to do with a game?" "Do you know the 'twenty-one questions' game?" I asked. He shook his head, looking so clueless, "What's that?" "Simple. We'll take turns in asking until we reach twenty-one questions," I said. "I'll start. What's your ideal type?"

I say “I know” he says, “good, now, I wanted us to talk about a few things since the nature of our relationship has changed” I explain. “Ask away, I’ll answer all your questions”, I nod, “I won’t be the only one asking questions, it’ll go both ways. So this is your lucky chance to ask me about anything and I mean anything” “What’s your favorite color?” I ask, purposely starting with something easy, just to set the motion. He smiles, “I don’t really have a favorite color, but if I have to choose, I’ll choose the color blue”

“We should definitely fix that.” I tossed a piece of popcorn into my mouth and shrugged. “What do you have in mind?” "I get to ask you basic questions people would expect me to know" he said "Alright, shoot!" I said adjusting into the seat “What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re not working?” “That’s easy, reading or binge-watching movies,” I answered without hesitation. “Nerd,” he teased, nudging my arm. “Your turn. Ask me anything.” I thought for a moment, trying to come up with a lighthearted question, but instead, something heavier slipped out before I could stop it. “Why did you choose me?”

“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.”

he pointed out. I shook my head at him. This man had a come back for everything. "That you did." "So, tell me something about yourself," I said conversationally, cringing a little internally. I hated it when someone asked me that. It was such a vague question with endless answers and it both frustrated and confused me when someone asked that. Because really, what answer could one give to that? It could be anything from their favourite colour to how they nearly killed someone in an accident once.

She came closer and asked, "What other drinks do you particularly like?" When i was about to answer her, Kim sat between us and asked Celine, "When are you going to stop asking questions like the paparazzi?" "I just asked. Is it wrong to know someone's preferences." "Oh really? Why do you want her preferences then? What are you going to do with that information anyways?" "I could use this in my restaurant..."

Kaizer replied back. “We’re curious about each other. Why don’t we play 21 Questions?” Alicia suggested. “21 Questions? What is that?” “You don’t know that?” “Nope.” Does he live under a rock? “We’ll just exchange questions. I’ll ask you a question, then you will answer it, and vice versa. Let’s just keep exchanging questions until we’ve asked twenty-one. Random questions,” Alicia explained. “That easy?” Alicia nodded. “Who is going to ask first?” Kaizer asked.