Novel & Cerita Stupid Questions To Ask

He did not even try to answer each question and just left everything blank. “What is this?” I ask when Lukas is already standing in front of me. “Did you get any issue with the questions?” “No,” he curtly answers. “And so?” I ask. He didn’t follow it up. Instead, he just looks at me as if I am asking him nonsensical things. “Lukas, can you explain why you did not answer any of the questions?” “It’s stupid.” I raise my brow. “The quiz questions are stupid?” “I don’t see why I will need to know the answers to those questions to succeed in life.”

“Almost let me question my judgement for following you, but it’s you, so…” Jai frowned. “That’s almost twice. What does that even mean?” “Sometimes when you have a stupid friend who does stupid things, you wonder why would that person do stupid things. Especially since that certain friend knows it’s stupid. But since you remember that your friend is stupid, so him doing stupid things is actually no wonder. And then you realize that you almost question something that’s plainly obvious, which is also stupid—if you actually wonder about it, which makes you also stupid.”

“Lay it on me.” “Lay what on you?” I asked, as he washed the broccolini in the sink. “Your first question.” “Oh, right,” I said, smiling coquettishly, as I thought of what to ask. “What’s your favorite color?” “Really?” Cal groaned, clearly dissatisfied. “Come on, I want a real question.” “We have to start with the basics,” I argued playfully. “If someone asks me what your favorite color is, I’m going to look like a complete buffoon if I don’t get it right.”

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?”

He was never going to tell me. I knew this so I never bothered to ask. “ Can I ask you something? ” The words slipped out of my mouth on their own, bringing Damien out of whatever trance he was currently in. Damien had never zoned out. Never. Not from the time I knew him atleast. “ One question. ” He warned as his eyes narrowed down. “ What is love? ” What a stupid question I could ask from all the questions hitting my mind all at once. But then again...

" If I ask any questions you are always saying *mimic * we will say when the time comes " " Don't ask your stupid questions to an elder." blah blah blah if I ask any questions you are all saying the same. what to do... 'Sigh' But it's well obvious that they are hiding something from me.

“Tell me about your hobbies.” “I—” “No, leave that, too. Do you have a boyfriend?” “Huh?” “You’re not engaged to anyone, right? Any past relationships?” “What’s going—” “No. that was highly inappropriate of me to ask something like that. I apologize. Forget about that, too.” “Uh—” “How old are you?” “Huh?” “I said, how old are you? I know kids these days don’t care about the number. But it’s better to be safe than sorry. It’s easier to conceive in your twenties than in your thirties. Although you don’t look in your 30s, are you?”

He asked. “Well,” I said. “It's not about whether or not you ask questions as much as how polite you are when asking them. Getting too personal with someone you don’t know is a recipe for foul things to come. Ask her about her favorite color, what kind of music or food she likes, and if she chooses to share something that's one thing. However, don't pry. If she shows you something she can do, you can ask, but I don't want you boys bombarding her about all of the things you wonder if she can do because I don't even think she has all the answers and it’s rude." I told them.

He stood up"Why will you even ask that ? That also right now when we are trying to work things between us ." " I don't know.....I don't know.I told you that out of no where this question just popped in my head." " I don't want to answer it because to answer it I will have to think about it and I don't want to." " Come onLeon it is just a stupid question.And it is kind a funny to think about it because you know we will never be into this situation.So just answer it"don't give it much of a thought.Just say what comes first to your head."

She suppressed the worry in her heart and said with a dry smile, "Why do you ask such a question?" James did not answer her, but stubbornly asked again, "What do you think of me?" Elizabeth pursed her lips. Although she didn't know why he was like this, she nodded and said, "Well, you are a very nice man." James stared at her and asked, "Do you think I'm stupid?" Elizabeth became even more suspicious after hearing this. Was he stupid? Who would ask such a question? She bit her lip and stared at him, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so weird?"