Weird Questions 소설 & 이야기

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

Why do we keep staring at each other like that? Can he stop being so fucking weird for once?

Okay, wrong question. But, what?!

I froze once again. “Another man came. He was asking really weird questions about…” Her voice trailed away. “About what, Mom?”

We lay there like that, enjoying the moment and silence. "What animal are you scared of?" I said after a while, shocking even myself with the question. I don't know who asks such weird questions, but for some reason, I just wanted to hear him talk. "What?” He asked, propping himself on one elbow to look at me. “You heard me,” I said, staring back. “You're so weird,” he chuckled, relaxing back. “And you love me like that,” I said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I wouldn't have you any other way.”

Nicholas “Just out of curiosity, Lydia, has anyone ever told you that you're really weird? Like, a full-blown weirdo?” I asked, genuinely curious to know if she was self-aware enough to know she was weird. “And why exactly are you suddenly asking such a question instead of answering my question? You always try to avoid talking about your feelings, but I'm not going to let that happen today. You and I are going to twerk very sincerely, and I won't let you avoid anything,” she retorted, still very insistent on getting me to answer her very ridiculous question.

I couldn't help but wonder, What the fuck just happened!!

:) I hope you have fun. Me: I will. I put my phone down and start to turn away, but then a thought crosses my mind. I turn back around and pick the phone back up. Me: Hey can I ask you a weird question? Tiffany: Sure. Me: Does it bother you? Where I stand on the issue of sex? Tiffany: What do you mean?

His arms carefully wrapped around her baby bump. "What's wrong, wifey? You look sad." He said. "Can I ask you a question?" She said . "Of course you can." He snuggled his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. "Do you think I'm ugly?" She asked with a worried look. A deep frown plastered on his face at her question. "Why are you asking weird stuff?" "Just answer my question. " She stomped her feet at the ground like a mad toddler.