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Imagine: A Game of Five Questions

"Hey, so, I want to talk to this beautiful girl, but what should I say?"

"Well.. you could always play Five Questions."

"What's that?"

“You take turns asking questions, but there can only be five total questions. I made it up just now."

“I see, that sounds cool! Wait here and l'll get you a free drink for your troubles. Any requests?"

"Oh, thank you! Umm.. mango bubble tea?"

"No problem, leave it to me!


“Shift's done, here's your drink!"

I passed her the drink and sat across from her with another. She looked at me quizzically. "What about your beautiful girl?"

"Oh, about that.. Would you play Five Questions with me, beautiful girl?"

“Oh!" She blushed, surprised. "S-sure."

"Great! Question number one: how do you stand this stuff?" | gestured at the boba in her tea, nose wrinkling.

“It's delicious!" she laughed, amused at my reaction. "Question number two: Have you ever actually tried it?"

"Well... no," I admitted, embarrassed. "I was afraid of choking."

"You should try some. Unless you plan on making me drink two teas, that is. Question three: what's your name?"

“Oh! Of course! I'm Wesley. Question four: your name?"

“I'm Keira."

“Well, Keira, I suppose l'll try your drink. But there’s a condition.”

“What's that?"

"Question number five: if I drink all of this, will you go on a date with me?"


“Down the hatch."

I don't remember how it tasted, but her smile was sweeter than anything could ever hope to be.

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