A Guy In The Analysts Club

XXVII

~ENFP's POV~

I dance a little bit more on other songs. After a while,I needed some rest and I saw a figure dressed in blue,I think that was...I don't remember. My head feels like it's going to a ton of places at the same time and my vision is a little bit blurry but it's alright. I went to the place and saw that it was a couch. I sit on it,but I felt something else under me...or someone. Looks like I was on top of someone.

--Uh...c-can you p-please get off m-me? (INTJ)

INTJ said,almost breathless. Oh,it was not my imagination.

--Oh,hi here. You can go get some fresh air. Or don't. Your choice. But I don't think you mind if I just... (ENFP)

And with that I put my head on his shoulder.

--W-why are you o-on top of me? G-get off! (INTJ)

The blue guy got his phone out.

--ISTJ,I swear,if you are taking a photo- (INTJ)

But he took it anyway. INTJ groans annoyed,as he takes my head in his hands to look at me.

--I know y-you came to rest,but get off me! You got in the w-wrong place! (INTJ)
--Oh did I? (ENFP)

I felt weak and my head falls on his. Our faces were inches apart,and I mean one or two.

--ENFP,t-this is wrong! Get off! (INTJ)
--What's wrong? The fact that you look like a crab because you're so red? (ENFP)
--S-shut up! (INTJ)

INTJ pushes me so I am on the other side. He then leaves to the bathroom.

--What are you doing here,blue guy? (ENFP)
--Don't ask questions. (ISTJ)
--Ugh. (ENFP)

ESTP sees me and yells:

--YO,WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE? GET UP! (ESTP)
--Fine! (ENFP)

I went to the dance floor again. After 5 minutes I see INTJ coming out of the bathroom and sitting down,drinking a glass of something. I danced and chatted a little bit more about different topics with my gang and what challenges we should do tonight.

--Wanna do the Pombo,Neymar,Vini Jr. and Paquetá dance? (ESTP)
--YES! I'll be Pombo. (ESTP)
--I'll be Neymar. (ENFP)
--Of course you are Neymar,you're always the star! (ENTP)
--I just wannaaa see you shiiine! (ESTP)
--You listen to The Weeknd?! (ENFP)
--I'll be Vini Jr. (ESFP)
--And I'll be Paquetá then. (ENTP)
--Wait...I had to be Neymar,he's literally the same personality as me! (ESFP)
--Can I take him pleaseee? You had him last year! (ENFP)
--Fine,fine! (ESFP)

We start the recording,the music starts. We made the video and kept it as a draft.

--Yooo it's amazing! (ENTP)
--We should like totally publish it! (ENFP)
--Maybe. (ESFP)
--Yooo we can get popular! (ESTP)
--We ARE already popular,dumbass! (ENFP)

I smack the back of his head.

--Owhhhhh! (ESTP)
--Careful,you are gonna break him! (ESFP)
--My bad,my bad! (ENFP)

~INTJ's POV~

They are so dumb,I think the drinks made them worse. I finished the glasses,but I was still a little worried. Fuck it,let's go and see. I enter the dance floor and it's louder than ever. I see ENFP singing along to a Brazilian song.

--Euuuuuuuu,parado no ba- oh hi! (ENFP)

She puts her hands around my neck.

--What the heck do you think you're doing?! (INTJ)
--Come on,have some fun with me! (ENFP)

Then she starts dancing with me while staring at me and gets closer.

--Go away. (INTJ)
--And what will you do if I don't want to? (ENFP)

ENFP says teasingly.

--None of your business,I just came to check up on you. (INTJ)
--What did you say? The music is so loud. (ENFP)

She spoke with a drugged-like voice. I push her away softly.

--You push me,huh? How about I push you on that couch?! (ENFP)
--Just shut up,I shouldn't have came here. (INTJ)
--If you did,at least stay here. (ENFP)

She grabbs my collar and pulls me closer to her.

--So...what are you doing tonight,handsome? (ENFP)

Handsome? Heck no,she's clearly drunk.

--Pfft,don't call me that. I'm staying with you losers because I have to take care of you- (INTJ)
--Why? (ENFP)
--Look at you,you're drunk as fuck. (INTJ)
--So what? Your breath does smell like alcohol,too. (ENFP)
--Why do you care about that? At least I am not so drunk that I don't even know what I am saying. (INTJ)
--What makes you so sure I don't know what I am talking about? Maybe I am all concious,sweetheart. (ENFP)
--And maybe you're not. (INTJ)
--I am not even drunk,I only feel like the world is spinning with me. Maybe that's because you're messing with my head and make my brains spin. (ENFP)
--Sweet of you to think that. I am glad I know the fact that a drunk person's words are a sober person's thoughts. Now let go of me. (INTJ)
--I told you I'm not drunkkkkkk! (ENFP)

She says as she clings to my arm.

--GET A ROOM! (ENTP)

The other bastard says,even drunker.

--How about us two get a room and I get to torture your dumb ass for uninterrupted weeks? (INTJ)
--Ohhhh,he came out of the closet! (ESTP)
--No I didn't. It's fine,you two can have eachother since you're equally dumb in this moment. (INTJ)

I pull my arm away from ENFP and she almost falls. I sit on the couch and make myself comfortable.

--Didn't go as planned,huh? (ISTJ)
--Seems like it. She's drunk as fuck. And it's her first time...I can't even imagine the next time. Also,delete the photo you have of me and her. (INTJ)
--I can send it to you,but in no way I'm deleting it. (ISTJ)
--You're so annoying sometimes,ISTJ... send it to me right now. (INTJ)
--Got it. (ISTJ)

One more photo added to the collection. I want to see the look on ENFP's face when she will be sober and see this photo. Speaking of ENFP...where is she?
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--words:1038.

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