Who Said Why So Serious Novels & Stories

“You don’t need to take it so seriously.” Oh, but someone did take it seriously.

“Wеll, ѕhе hаd nо еnеmіеѕ, ѕо I can’t іmаgіnе thіѕ was рlаnnеd, but thе thing іѕ, thоѕе guуѕ were dеаdlу ѕеrіоuѕ, so thаt makes me think іt’ѕ nоt a rаndоm rаре саѕе, either.” Mу serious tone seems to mаkе hіm sit uр and рау a little mоrе аttеntіоn. “Ahh, that’s rіght,” he ѕауѕ. “Yоu’rе press. Of соurѕе you’ve gоt an оріnіоn.”

Her copper mane was utterly still, and she was trading nervous, confused glances with Eric, her expression a clear question: What’s so funny? The laughter died instantly in my throat. The realization was a cold, hard stone sinking to the bottom of my stomach. The joke, the absolutely magnificent, sidesplitting joke, was entirely on me. I placed the napkin down with slow, deliberate precision. I leaned forward, my elbows resting on the table, my eyes narrowed, instantly glacial. The predatory focus that had made me billions settled over my features like a polished visor. “Oh,” I said, the single word soft, lethal, and very, very serious. “You’re serious.”

"Alright, fine! I know you're just being shy about this. I hate it when women act all prim and proper. Is being straightforward not even a choice for you?" Serena pointed out sardonically, "Last I checked, you were a woman, too."

Just a little. I didn’t mean to. But something about how serious he was made it come out. It wasn’t a big laugh, just a small sound from my throat. Jeremy looked at me, surprised. “What?” he asked. “Nothing,” I said, still smiling. “It’s just… you sounded like a teacher scolding a kid.” He blinked, and then he smiled too. “Well, you act like one sometimes.” I raised my eyebrows. “I do not!” “Yes, you do. You always give me that ‘serious face’ like you’re going to tell me I’m doing something wrong.”

"You're always funny. But let's talk about something serious." He was really serious. I sat down in the chair across from him. "Okay, what is it, Mr. Walker? You're being serious," I asked in a serious tone. Oh, yeah! I'm also making a serious face. "Let's talk about our marriage. I know you already have a boyfriend," he started the serious conversation. "Good thing you know. Let's be real, I don't want to marry you." There, I said it, girl. He just chuckled, and it was somehow cute. But I'm still bothered by his abs. Why doesn't he want to put on a shirt?

She can see he isn't cracking a joke but is really serious and wonders why he is saying this all of sudden. She feigns laughter. "Of course not...Why would I...” “But you never can tell." She adds jokingly. He chuckles lightly, "I am serious Kemi, don't; in fact don’t even think of liking anyone that is a part of this mafia.” He sighs. “I guess you won't though, he's not an easy person for people to like.” He shrugs. "Is he that bad?" She asks trying to get why he's sounding so serious, it's as if he's warning her.

he said confidently. “Okay we shall see about that” I said. “You know why I like you?” he asked and pointing at me. “No I don’t, make me know” I replied. “Because you like joking” he said. “Oh really, so you think I am joking?” I said. “Of course you are because I can tell from your face” he said and began to laugh that we all joined him. “Even if I laugh I am dead serious about it” I said. “Get lost, just continue doing your thing” he said.​

“You can’t be serious about timing me like some game show.” He didn’t smile. “I’m always serious.”

The almighty joker finally said something serious. "Like seriously?" Said Daniel as David increased his laughter. "Why are you laughing?" Daniel asked as he felt his ears stand to listen to the answer to his question. "What's so funny?" Daniel asked. "Ever since I knew You, today is the first day in my life I ever saw you talk so serious." David said as he burst into laughter for the second time. Daniel, hearing David, he sighed and spoke. "Oh! That's why you are laughing?" He Said. He sighed for the second time before he continued talking.