So I'm sitting on my bed reading, it's cold and raining, I have a hot spiced cider next to me. Seriously enjoying life and The Aesthetic™ when...
ESFP: *pokes head in* Yoo-hoo?! *loudly knocks on open door and walks in uninvited*
INTJ: *already irritated* Yeeees?
ESFP: Are we okay? You haven't said anything in hours.
INTJ: We're fine. I'm just reading.
ESFP: Are you sure? Because it feels like you're angry at me.
INTJ: ... *are you questioning my honesty? do you not see the book? do you WANT me to be mad at you?* No, I'm really just enjoying the quiet.
ESFP: ... *sunshine mode go* Oh, OKAY! As long as we're good! *leaves and proceeds to go make ALL OF THE NOISE*
INTJ: ... Well. That good mood is killed now.













