A Guy In The Analysts Club

LXXIII

~ENFP's POV~

INTJ would only come to the concert for me,I know damn well he hates concerts and loud noises.

--I like your outfit today very much,my love. (INTJ)
--Thank you,but admit that you'd rather see me without them. (ENFP)
--Yes,I admit. (INTJ)
--Wait...only three days and it's our one-year aniversary! (ENFP)
--Yes,my love. (INTJ)

Still,I wanna go to the beach.

--Love,I gotta go practice right now. I'll see ya tonight! (ENFP)
--You'll better surprise me. (INTJ)
--Hope I will! (ENFP)

We made our ways outside and I locked the door,after grabbing my bag. INTJ left home after giving me another kiss and I went to practice. When I got there,ESTP immediately greets me.

--Wassup,sexy motherfuckin' bish? (ESTP)
--Just ready to kick some nice ass beats! (ENFP)

It was just the four of us,so we could freely swear.

--Let's see what you've got! (ENTP)

ESTP was tuning his electric guitar as ENTP was adjusting his remix thingy and ESFP was fixing and testing her microphone. I wish I did too,but I was just exercising my beats. Here is a list of what we were going to sing:

•Superman by Eminem and Dina Rae
•National Anthem by Lana Del Rey
•Beggin' by Måneskin
•Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz
•Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood
•Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush
•Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys
•505 by Arctic Monkeys
•Brianstorm by Arctic Monkeys
•R U Mine? by Arctic Monkeys
•Blinding Lights by The Weeknd

Quite a strange list,I know. I literally begged them to add Feel Good Inc. to the list since I love Gorillaz.

--ENTP,you have the negatives,right? (ESFP)
--Yep,ma'am! (ENTP)
--ENFP,remember the beats,right? (ESTP)
--Yessir! (ENFP)
--ESTP,guitar? (ESFP)
--Ready to go,mommy! (ESTP)

ESTP was lucky that ISTJ was not there. If ISTJ or INTJ was there,he's go mute. After 15 minutes we were tired and wanted to take a snack break. While ESTP was munching on some chips,he wanted to start a convo.

--ESFP,you slayed! (ESTP)
--Thanks ya a lot,bruh! (ESFP)
--For real,gurl,ate 'n left no damn crumbs! (ENTP)
--And ENFP,you kicked some sick beats today! (ESTP)
--Thank,man! (ENFP)
--ENFP,I got lil bit of a question in here. (ESFP)
--Go ahead,queen! (ENFP)
--I can sing,ESTP can rap,ENTP can sing...but you never sang with us in your whole life. What about you? (ESFP)

I don't know...should I sing for them? What if I mess up?

--What about me? (ENFP)
--Do you mind singing for us,sweetie? (ESFP)
--YESS,COME ON,QUEEN! (ENTP)
--Uhm...I'm afraid of sounding like a dying whale. (ENFP)
--If you'll sound like a dying whale,my guitar will help it sound like an amazing dying whale! (ESTP)

He said,while hitting a sick note with his guitar to flex and probably encourage me.

--Besides,you know we love fucking around and being silly. If you sing well,we'll enjoy it. If you don't,we'll collaborate and still enjoy it in our special way! (ENTP)
--Aww...guys...come on...you know I'm just the drummer,nothing more. (ENFP)
--A drummer who's voice could be either a comediant or a popstar! (ESFP)

ESFP is mommy with moaning,body,gaze AND behaviour.

--Go on,my lil starshine. Give us all you've got. (ESFP)

She sweetly says,as she hands me her microphone. More comforted,I ask:

--What do y'all want me to sing? (ENFP)
--What do you want to sing? (ENTP)