Q4Q

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A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION


YOU MAY KNOW EACH OTHER ALREADY - OR YOU MAY NOT. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, YOU'RE NOW PASSING THE TIME ASKING EACH OTHER QUESTIONS. IT'S A GAME! A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION. YOU START OFF ASKING YOUR OPPONENT A QUESTION OF CHOICE AND IF THEY ANSWER IT, THEY'RE ALLOWED TO ASK YOU A QUESTION IN TURN. THE RULES ARE SIMPLE, ONLY AS LONG AS YOU ANSWER THE OTHER PERSON'S QUESTIONS ARE YOU ALLOWED TO ASK QUESTIONS YOURSELF, BUT THERE IS NO EXPECTATION OF TRUTHFULNESS HERE, LIE IF YOU MUST OR WANT, JUST KEEP THE MOMENTUM GOING.

How to play -
1. Comment with your character's name, fandom and preference.
2. If you want, leave a question in the comment field that your character is asking their opponent. Or don't. I'm not the cops.
3. Pick other characters to question and have fun!

Comments

[revmeup]

Of course you did.

[twoton_twentyone]

So, who was your favorite?

[revmeup]

Bugs, obviously, but Tweety is a close second.

[twoton_twentyone]

You know what, I can totally see that with you.

[ His phone buzzes as he looks down, then back to her. ]

I'm gonna have to jet soon. The boss needs help at the house.

[revmeup]

Like real help or bullshit help?

[twoton_twentyone]

Both, kinda. The Monarch keeps pissing off our contractor Manolo, and he can't speak Spanish, so I have got to go play peacekeeper. Dr. Mrs. will be pissed if she gets home and none of the works being done.

[ He shrugged a little as he explained it.] I could probably just call Manolo, myself though.

[revmeup]

Ugh, what is it with that? J would always get so annoying anytime we had to get work done. I started making up projects for him just to get him out of the way.

[twoton_twentyone]

Monarch's not that bad, it's just he rubs people the wrong way and is super set on what he wants the house to look like when the renovations are done. But sending him out on a project might work.

[ If he didn't pawn it off on Gary anyway...]

[revmeup]

Go handle your boss's shit. I'll be fine.

[twoton_twentyone]

I'll catch you later, dude.

[ He offers a fist bump before heading off to go catch the train back to Newark.]

[revmeup]

[ She returns the bump and throws in a wink for free. ]

See ya! Tell Dr. Mrs. her tits look great in the new outfit for me!

[ Don't..... don't do that. ]

[twoton_twentyone]

[ All she gets is a wave over his shoulder. He is SO not telling her that. Even if he so agrees.]