"Sam."
"Sam."
"Sam."
"Quit poking me!"
"Sorry, well not really because this is taking forever and I'm hungry!"
"We've been driving about ten minutes!"
"Exactly. So forever."
"Yeah sure. Well we are here so your endless waiting is over."
"Thank goodness!"
"You're so dramatic!"
"Oh whatever, keep laughing."
"Alright I'm sorry. Shall we set up our blanket on the grass, maybe away from the park a little."
"Oh Sam! Is somebody afraid of little kids?"
"Um nope. Not me. I just don't want to lose any of your attention..."
"Awww okay that was cute. Don't stick your tongue out at me!"
"Don't make fun of me then! Just eat your strawberries."
"You know you love it. Oh! Don't smile. Don't do it!"
"..."
"There's that smile!"
"Natalie, you are weird."
"Should have thought of that before asking me out."
"I think it's adorable. Now you're blushing!"
"No... Hey! Wanna go on a walk because like yeah."
"No need to be embarrassed Natalie."
"Oh, stop with that face. Let's just walk."
"So questions."
"What's your favorite thing to eat, Sam?"
"Whatever you make."
"You're so cheesy."
"What is your favorite kind of cheese?"
"..."
"You can stop laughing now."
"I-ahah- can't! You're the weird one not me!"
"Answer the question!"
"Alright alright. Mozzarella. If you said I love you to a girl what would that mean to you?"
"..."
"Well?"
"If I fell in love with a girl and told her I love her, I would intend to marry her."
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The Question Game
Short StoryHave you ever been asked random questions? And maybe they bugged you a lot? Until you started to fall for them.