Novel & Cerita Weird Questions

I had no idea how he managed to produce that much noise despite being a kid. "After the meal, you two have to go for a movie!" Luther chirped happily. He seemed even more excited than me. "In fact, you gotta go for a horror movie! Kyrie will go, 'Oh, Mr. Skyworth! I'm so scared!'" Luther spoke the dialog in a high-pitched voice while pretending to dive into my arms. Where the hell did this brother of mine pick up these weird skills? Sometimes, I had a feeling that Luther wasn't a ten-year-old at all. How was it that he was so knowledgeable about these things?

"You get three more questions. Choose wisely." Sophia's eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning. "Oh, this is gonna be good." “Question one,” Sophia grins. “What’s the weirdest thing you two have done?” Emily rolls her eyes. “What are you classing as ‘weird’?” Sophia tapped her chin thoughtfully, a mischievous glint in her hazel eyes. "I don’t know… Okay, fine, I’ll come back to that question. Question number two: Has he ever tied you up? Last time you said just your hands."

He blurted out leaving me confused as hell. “Uhn? I mean sir?’” “I told you never to make me repeat myself but I will do the favor of repeating it again since the thick lens of your glasses is affecting your brain or is making you get less recognition of yourself. Have you ever taken a good look at yourself in the mirror?” “I don’t get you, sir, can you please explain what you mean?” I am so confused and disturbed. Why is he asking weird questions? “Do you like watching TV series? Melodramas? Or do you read books? Romance? Erotica?” he asked more weird questions.

I asked, confused from his statement earlier. “What do you mean ‘why’?” His brows furrowed. He sounded like he was closed to doing tantrums. That was how I interpret him. “You are weird.” You are risking your job, Cejay for being straightforward to your boss. “I mean, why are you asking me that kind of question?” He is really weird, okay? I am very sure of it.

As we get settled, Brooke asks the question I was hoping she had forgotten about. "What did Martina mean when she said she hoped I like mighty swords?" Before anyone else can say anything, the unfiltered woman answers herself. "I asked a simple question about who has the biggest penis, and no one wanted to show us. Scott did, though, and if you haven't seen it yet, let's just say he's not built like a warrior for nothing." Brooke looks from Martina to Scott with her mouth open. "You actually showed them your penis?" She asks in disbelief.

I said “will you remain like this forever? You have to get settled except you wanna go back to your old life” “stop talking about my old life Winifred” I said and bowed my head into my palms “I'm sorry. Didn't mean to talk about that. But Will can I ask one question?” she asked “you already asked one question by asking me if you could ask one question” I said and looked at her. She was frowning “Wilbur I'm serious” she said “ask your question” I said “what do you feel for Marigold? Is there any weird feeling?” she asked and I thought about it. I do get weird feelings

Sara tried to ask, “hmm, I was just wondering, did he ask anything else about me?“ each word pressed so hard that it sounded like she wanted to say something, but wasn't coming out of her mouth. Neha pretending, “Who?” Sara rolls her eyes, “Oh, I see. Why are you asking about him? When you see him, you act strangely, but now you want to know that if he asked about you or not? Why do you act so weird in front of him? Do you like him or you hate him? Just tell me what you think about him?” She was asking so many questions that Sara didn't know what to answer.

He replies to me, silence creeping in afterward. "What do you think about werewolves?" He suddenly asks out of the blue moon, and I squint my eyebrows in confusion, wondering why he's asking that weird question. "Why asking that weird question?" I ask him, and he tucks his hands inside his pockets. "Nothing, just asking. What do you think of them?" He further asks. "I don't think those creatures do exist... I have only read about them in books and watched a series of movies about them, I don't really think they exist in reality..." I pause and sigh briefly.

"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.

“Weird how?” “I don’t know. Super jumpy. And always asking these weird questions about you.” “About me?” my whole body wanted to hear more and maybe also know more. “Like what?” “Like if you’ve been talking to anyone new. If you’ve been acting strange. She asked me if you’d mentioned Max.” The world seemed to narrow. “She asked you that?” “Yeah. I told her no, of course. Because you haven’t, right?” He looked at me, his friendly face full of innocent concern. “You’d tell us if you had, right Anna?”