~A month later~

--When do you think will snow? (ENFP)

ENFP asks, excited.

--ENFP, winter barely has begun, why are you so excited about snow on the 5th of December? (INTJ)
--Because I wanna throw snowballs at you all day! (ENFP)
--Bold of you to assume I'll leave the house. (INTJ)
--Bold of you to assume I won't beat yo ass with snow at school. (ENFP)
--Bold of you to assume I'll leave the class. (INTJ)
--Bold of you to assume that I won't come in the class and throw snowballs at you in the class. (ENFP)
--...you wouldn't dare. (INTJ)
--Yes I would. (ENFP)

She grins mischeviously.

--ENFP, if you dare to touch even a single inch of my skin or clothing with snow I will pick you up and make you the snowman, understood? (INTJ)
--You're so on, baby! (ENFP)

Turned? Perhaps.

--I am not a baby. (INTJ)
--Yeah, yeah, sorry. (ENFP)

As always, the Biology lab was locked and some of our classmates were on the hallway. ISFP was drawing something in their sketchbook, ISTP lit up a cigarette and ENTP was picking on INFJ. ENFP and I kept a distance but she still watched the two.

--Aw, look at the grandpa wizard! Hey Grandpapi, you should stop biting off your nails, the black polish will scrape off and the emo you are doesn't want that, right? (ENTP)

INFJ kept quiet and looked down.

--Hey! I have black nails too! (ISFP)

Even if they don't admit it, ISFP likes getting into drama.

--Oh, I forgot. Unfortunately...your mom. (ENTP)

Obviously, ENTP can't get those two damned words out of his mouth.

--You can't always save yourself with those words, you jerk! (ISFP)
--I'm not the one who needs to be saved here, this crusty dusty musty white-ass haired dude does. (ENTP)

ENFP couldn't help herself but to shout at him over the corridor:

--DID YOU CHECK IT? (ENFP)

ENTP slowly turned his head into our direction. To avoid anything, I just stuck my head out the window.

~ENFP's POV~

ENTP found his competition now.

--What...did you say? (ENTP)
--Did you check his ass hairs to see if they're white or something? (ENFP)

ISFP started laughing, INFJ couldn't help but smile slightly.

--You listen here, you little bi- (ENTP)
--That's what I thought, you didn't! See, what's why your nickname is Lil Dicky! You couldn't even get to his ass! (ENFP)

Devoured. Slayed. Inside he was fuming with rage, I even saw his eye twitch for a second. But the clown always has to keep up the act.

--Gay and dickless, such a shame... (ENFP)

I am not that evil usually but a little fun won't hurt.

--I am not- (ENTP)
--Where's your girlfriend then? (ENFP)

ISTP was puffing smoke intensly, looking at us.

--Oh, right, you couldn't get one because your dick is so small, besides the fact that you're gay. (ENFP)
--Did you check it to have the right to speak?! (ENTP)
--No, because I'd be dissapointed if I did. (ENFP)
--Objection lack of proof! (ENTP)
--Objection lack of bitches. (ENFP)
--OBJECTION LACK OF BRAIN! (ENTP)
--Objection lack of self-control. (ENFP)
--OBJECTION LACK OF SWAG! (ENTP)
--Blud can't even express love properly so he picks on his crush. (ENFP)
--Shut yo bitch-ass up! (ENTP)
--And you open yours for the wizard's magic stick! (ENFP)

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