Curious Sentences, Vol. 6

(Sentences from various sources for muses that are curious about each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"I don't mean to pry, but what exactly is it you do?"

"How is it that you're always three steps ahead of everybody everywhere you go?"

"I'm still not clear on what exactly it is you do?"

"Don't you like it here?"

"Do you have an issue with me?"

"Why are you different?"

"Don't you have any friends?"

"Is there something you want to tell me, or is it better I don't know?"

"So, this is how you like to have fun?"

"Have you never been wrong?"

"Do you know how to ride a horse?"

"What were you like as a kid, growing up around these parts?"

"What do you get out of this?"

"Do you remember everything you see?"

"Are you lovers?"

"Do you think you're a good man?"

"What's that you're writing?"

"I've got a funny feeling that you've got quite the story to tell."

"How many scars do you have?"

"Do you like me?"

"Do you ever get tired of this?"

"Can you sing?"

"Do I need to know what that is?"

"Yesterday you didn't believe me. What changed?"

"How long have you lived here?"

"Does it bother you? The morality of what we do?"

"Is there anything you ever wanted to do but you didn't do because everybody would watch you and question you?"

"Ever had a girl look at you and your whole world just stops?"

"What do you believe in?"

"Do you believe in things we can't explain?"

"How many languages do you speak?"

"Why are you helping him?"

"You don't celebrate your birthday?"

"Why do you stay here?"

"How do you know all this stuff?"

The view was magnificent. Nunnally had always liked it, and now that she was soon to lose it all, its beauty was even more striking. She took a sip of her tea, then stood up, leaving the unfinished drink on the small table. The door was opened for her, and the princess left the room, her light steps carrying her to the drawing room, where her guest had already been waiting. Too long, perhaps.

The door opened, and indeed, she saw Scien inside.

“I hope I have not kept you waiting too long…?” – Nunnally asked, giving him a small curtsy – “I…” – she had wanted to offer a polite lie, but instead she settled for the truth – “I wasn’t ready to come. I am afraid… of what is to follow…” – the princess smiled at him, then seated herself near the window – “Will it truly be me…”

“…when the process is over?” – she hesitated, falling silent for a few long moments – “I had always thought it would feel different… That I would be weak… sick… not just anxious.”

his dealings with the royal family, while technically at the top of his priorities, were of little importance to him. it was beneath him, something to be shoved off onto anyone else who knew the basics of his system. instead, they insisted on only the best - the man nearly incapable of dragging himself from his chair to attend.

yet, he finds himself early. he'd not yet had dealings with this one, only met in passing. there was little to note about her. a little more polite seeming than the others of her blood, maybe. maybe not. it was clear to him now that she shared her family's value of his time. the thought brings an eye roll & with every passing second he sinks further into his seat.

his head, tipped over the back of the chair, lifts at the sound of the opening door. scien observes her pleasantries & does not return them, nor does he offer even a greeting. silence is all to be met with, enough to allow her to voice her concerns, even if just barely. he speaks abruptly with the intent to cut her off. ❛ i'm not here to recite children's textbooks. ❜ it's clear he lacks the interest to comfort her or provide any reassurance - he remains professional, even if just barely. ❛ today is only your backup. you're still too healthy. ❜

as she sits, he takes a moment to look her from head to toe & he confirms, she's visibly healthy. her voice lacks any strain from her lungs, fair complexion holds. it's odd for her age, he knows, but it's hard to judge on the surface. ❛ we can start with your current health. as a royal, your place on the list is dependent on the severity of your symptoms. you're getting old, how far has your disease progressed? ❜

whose eyes had been laid upon it first? his. what mattered? that, of course, not whoever had gotten to it first. waiting for the item to be restocked was an option, but so was scaring it out of the brat's hands & into his own. taking treats from a child was nothing too low for someone such as he. the only thing truly obscene was someone having the nerve to speak up to him about it - seriously, who was this chick talking to !?

❛ oi, YOU. who are you yelling at, pinky? ❜ he's in the wrong, he doesn't care. her tone is met in both volume & aggression with little value in who actually deserves it. he won't take being spoken to like this. ❛ yours truly was only taking what's his. what's so wrong with that? step off, i won't be scolded by a girl. ❜

Sorry. Do… Do you want these?

Um, listen, you take 'em. I don't need them.

Hey, wait a minute. Whoa, whoa!

Who are you? And who were they for?

I don't know how to thank you.

I don't know if what you said to that person makes any sense.

Oh, you were pretty fierce.

It's the least I can do.

Well, thank you, but, see, now I have to go find something else.

Where did you find this place?

I first came in because of the name. Serendipity.

I don't really believe in accidents. I think fate's behind everything.

So everything's predestined? We don't have any choice at all?

I just think that fate sends us little signs, and it's how we read the signs that determines whether we're happy or not.

You don't know that story? It's an old folk tale. Classic.

What do you want for the weekend?

I'm sorry. I just meant to say that I had a really great time, and um…you know, maybe you should give me your phone number, just in case.

I just had a great time, and I'd never be able to find you again.

Well, if we're meant to meet again, then…we'll meet again.

It's just not the right time now.

Maybe we were supposed to meet on British time and we're five hours too early.

Come on. I don't even know your name.

Does that make you wanna tell me something?

Hey. Let's go do something.

Promise me you're not just visiting here for a week.

Okay. What's your favorite movie?

Oh, come on. You've never seen [movie name]. Oh, my God. Come on!

Is there anything else you need to know about me?

How about your favorite sexual position?

You all right? Did you hurt yourself?

Oh, you're looking at my freckles?

Those aren't just freckles. If you look closely, you can see Cassiopeia.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Now, let fate take its proper course.

That was a sign. Fate's telling us to back off.

If fate didn't want us to be together, then why did we meet tonight, huh? Gotcha!

It's not an exact science. It's a feeling.

Well, what if you're wrong, huh?

What if it's all in our hands and we just walk away?

What do you think’s gonna happen?

Do you think good old fate is just gonna deliver my information right to your doorstep?

Do you know that's the best idea you've had all night?

Write your name and number down.

When that money makes its way back into my hands, I'll be able to call you. And when you hear my voice on the other end, then you'll believe in fate, won't you?

Well, we have to send something out in the universe with your name on it, don't we?

Come on. Isn't that the only fair thing?

I'm gonna write my name and number inside this book. And then I'll sell it to a used-book store.

You don't just have the most incredible night of your life with a perfect stranger and then leave it all to chance, do you?

Come on. Where are we going?

Don't make me come over there.

If we both randomly pick the same floor, we're meant to be together now.

You don't have to understand. You just have to have faith.

Don't do that! Don't touch those!

They say that once in your lifetime, someone comes along whom you're absolutely meant to be with.

It was embarrassing. But you loved it.

How drunk is [he/she/they] on a scale of one to ten?

You think we'll ever out-romance [couple names]?

Listen to me. It's not too late to back out.

I gotta get up in the morning. My day is crazy tomorrow.

I did nothing. I… I just let [him/her/tthem] walk out of the party and didn't say anything.

I honestly think it's dangerous to use the term "soul mate."

I think holding onto beliefs like that stops us doing the real work.

I think you'll find there are many, many people out there you could easily be happy with.

You truly believe all that?

It's just an accident, nothing more.

I don't wanna wait in vain for your love.

All this was a long overdue solution.

I'm telling you, I keep running into it.

I'm telling you, the universe keeps revealing [him/her/them] to me, screwing with my head.

It's entirely duplicitous. Think about it.

Why would you risk your relationship with [name] just to search for some pipe dream?

Maybe every time we fall in love with somebody, it's a completely different experience.

You still have to see the original to understand and appreciate the sequel, don't you think?

You know what? I don't want any part of this.

Tell me you love me. Tell me something romantic.

I thought you wanted a round-cut diamond?

I'm not exactly sure. But, I mean, when we were younger, I think.

I don't like changing the dates at the last minute.

I think… I think you're just wasting my time.

You don't think [he/she/they] looks like [he/she/they] hates the music?

What are you doing? What's with your attitude?

What are they thinking? Who are these people?

I don't get it. Is that a joke?

It's just a bit too much to deal with.

What do you mean, a little break?

I just mean a weekend away to recharge my batteries and clear my head.

I just need this. I need it for me. But I won't go unless you say It's okay.

It's so sweet. But, you know, you're really not my type.

Why so tense?

Oh, no. I cannot believe this.

Look, I was gonna tell you when we got on the plane.

I knew you wouldn't come if I told you the truth.

Honestly, I don't understand you anymore, okay?

Please, tell me something. Tell me anything that makes just a little bit of sense.

In that moment, the whole universe existed just to bring us together.

That's why I'm gonna let fate take me wherever it wants to go.

I'm not even sure that I can give you this information.

Aren't you forgetting about something?

Please say something. Say something.

The idea that all of life, that every single event is all part of some master plan designed to lead us to our universal soul mate.

But if that's really true, then what's the point of living?

You make mistakes. If you're smart enough, you learn from your mistakes.

You realize that life isn't some elaborate stage play. Life's a mess, It's… It's chaos personified.

I have to give it all up now, don't I?

It's not giving up. It's growing up.

Oh, my God. The irony.

Wait right here. I'll be right back.

I'm not supposed to be doing this. It's not in the cards.

It's not a clue. It's a sign.

How could something not happening be a sign?

Maybe the absence of signs is a sign.

Maybe there is no fate. And if there is, it's not working for me.

You know, it's not actually supposed to end this way, by the way.

We're supposed to pull the curtain and see the wizard, all right?

Let me… Let me ask you something here, okay?

If you don't do this, you may never find out who [name] is.

Maybe all this is just a maze designed to lead me directly back to where I started.

I'm just kidding. It's a joke between us.

What are you doing here? How did you know where I was?

I missed you so much. I'm sorry. I don't blame you for running away.

Well, look, I need some help over here.

I would love for you to come tomorrow.

What do you mean, it's me? What did I do?

It's just this feeling I have, like you've been somewhere else for the past few days.

I've dreamed about this my entire life.

Look, maybe I've been a little bit out of it the past week, but it's just normal thing.

Whatever it is that you're holding on to, please just let it go.

I think you already let go of me.

What's going on? Are you all right?

Look at those stars. They all have names, you know.

You're like my oracle and shit, you know?

Do you remember the philosopher Epictetus?

He said, "If you want to improve, be content to be thought foolish and stupid."

I forbid you to look. You can't look.

I don't want you to get hurt. Don't get hurt!

Maybe we're laying here because you don't want to be standing somewhere else.

I gotta tell you something, you're gonna be okay too.

What kind of pep talk do you want?

How about telling me I did the right thing?

Life Is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences. But rather it's a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan.

Oh, you know what? I don't think you should do that.

I think you should just be here. I feel it. I feel it In the air.

You've become your own worst nightmare right there.

When did you get to be so unabashedly romantic?