Silly Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

“Ok… and if it's a question that I don't feel like answering?” “Then—” I thought for a moment, and an idea popped into my head as I looked down at the foam in the sink. “I’ll decorate your face with this foam.” “Fine. You go first.” I arranged all the questions I have always wanted to ask him and the ones I have asked but got no response. “What do you do when you're not being… like this?”

" He suddenly asks, breaking the comfortable silence we'd settled into. "Well, now that do have one more question to ask." "Ask away." "What's your favourite colour?" He laughs "Off all things possible to ask, that's what you want to know? "Yes," I say resolutely. I know it's a silly question to ask, but I really feel that it's the little things that you know about someone that helps you understand a person and eventually become closer to that person. To me, Max is that person. He is someone I want to know inside and outside.

“Just in case you say something silly.” “Something silly?” “Yes.” “Like, I don’t want to marry you? Would that be silly enough?”

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

He should as well have a cold shower than having to play a question and answer game he remembered playing when he was 5 with a hard-on. "Please," she pleaded pouting and because he was a fool and had a weakness that started with M, he settled back. "So, you are to answer a question in the next five seconds then ask a question back. Anyone who takes more than five seconds, before they blurt out answers loses." Xavier nodded in agreement asking her to go first. "Favorite pizza topping?" "Pepperoni." He smiled, "Favorite colour?" "Black." He chuckled not believing her choice of favorites as he had expected her to go for pink or yellow, something girly. "Where have you always wanted to visit?"

Yanna I wait for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “why don’t we play 21 questions?” He turns to me looking confused. “What’s that?...” “It’s a game where we ask each other 21 questions and we have to answer truthfully.” I smile softly as he nods. “Okay, let’s do that….” He says and guides me to seat at the edge of our bed. “So….what is your favorite colour?” I ask.

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?”

she groaned in frustration "You see why I say you are no fun? Can't you just stop with your life for a second and just have fun? Being too serious all the time is really no fun" "What game do you want to play?" She asked me casually not minding giving me a benefit of doubt for the moment. "I ask you twenty questions and you do the same got it?" "So it's a question and answer stuff?" She looked at me like I was crazy "Yes. So I start" "So your favorite color?" Great! Of all things to think of asking, she decided to ask about colors which to me sounded weird. "Blue" "Why Blue though" she asked staring at me with curiosity; this was the first time I would be seen her curious about a thing.

"I'm a little jealous of my baby sister, I guess she told you that we have some of the same interests... and I hope I can find a guy like you someday." "There's a lot of us out there looking for this," I said, "I'm sure you'll find someone." "Mmm, I hope so," she replied. Then she paused before saying, "Would you guys mind if I was really nosy and asked you some stupid questions?" "Ask away," said Karen, "we're open books!" "Well, I'm just curious... how often do you, uh, you know, how often do you do..." We all laughed when Karen jumped in to finish her question. "Kinky stuff?"

I say. The girls look at me again. “You can’t attack someone directly anymore,” I continue. “People love defending the underdog. What you do instead is ask questions.” “What kind of questions?” Amber asks. I slide my phone across the table so they can see the screen. A poll page is open. Is Hazel using Jaxon? “People answer questions without thinking,” I say. “Especially when the questions sound reasonable.” The girls exchange glances. “So we post things like that?” Chloe asks slowly.