Would you write a scenario where an ENTJ and an ISFJ are shopping together?
ENTJ: ISFJ! Over here! *waves her hands wildly*
ISFJ: Hmm…? *Glances around, confused and spots ENTJ.* Oh, ENTJ. Hello.
ENTJ: What took you so long? You’re late! Did you get caught in the rush hour traffic, or…?
ISFJ: Yes, I did. But I’m only twenty minutes late, so it wasn’t too bad. *Glances around.* Wow, this mall is huge! I don’t see how it’s possible for us not to get lost.
ENTJ: That’s why I printed out a map of the mall from online! See? *Hands paper to ISFJ.* I also made a schedule for us to follow. Twenty minutes per store, like speed-shopping. That way we can also maximize our efficiency and the number of places we get to visit in one day.
ISFJ: Okay, then. Let’s go.
ENTJ: *Studies the schedule.* First: IntrovertWear. They’re supposed to have a bunch of pretty, subdued colors. Sounds perfect for you!
ISFJ: Yes, it does. *Links her arm through ENTJ’s.* Lead the way!
*The two arrive at IntrovertWear a few moments later. ISFJ glances around, her eyes widening as she takes in all of the clothing.*
ISFJ: I never thought I’d say this, but… I want all of it!
ENTJ: Well then, we’ll have to make good use of our 20 minutes here! *waves her schedule*
*They both choose several shirts for ISFJ, one pale yellow with the words ‘I NEVER MET A BOOK OR A CUP OF TEA I DIDN’T LIKE’ printed on it and one deep crimson, with long sleeves. ISFJ also gets a pair of dark jeans.*
ENTJ: *After paying.* Well, I think that was successful, don’t you?
ISFJ: Definitely! *Swings the bag happily on her arm.* Anyways, what’s next?
ISFJ: O-okay. That doesn’t, um, sound bad at all… *gulps*
*The two arrived at ExtrovertWear a few minutes later. Gilded mirrors dangle from the ceilings, and miniature chandeliers adorning the corners light up the room in little bursts of light.*
ISFJ: *surprised* Oh, I was right! This is a good store. Lots of nice decorations, very quiet…
*“Uptown Funk” suddenly blasts on over the speakers. ENTJ grins as she walks around, perusing the racks of clothing.*
ISFJ: …Nevermind. *Sighs and follows ENTJ.*
ENTJ: Hey, ISFJ! What do you think of this skirt? *Holds up a lavender-colored tulle skirt with pink polka-dots.*
ISFJ: Um, it’s… nice. *forces a grin*
ENTJ: I’m just joking. It’s much too girly for me.
*Eventually, ENTJ decides on purchasing several neon tees and pairs of jean shorts. She pays and they take off to the next location.*
ISFJ: *panting* ENTJ, where… are we… going?
ENTJ: We are going to the food court to get a snack, ISFJ. Or else we’ll tire quickly from a lack of food.
ISFJ: Wow, who… *pant* … knew?
ENTJ: Oh, don’t be so sarcastic. Look, there’s the froyo stand! *points*
ISFJ: We’re, uh, having froyo?
ENTJ: Is that okay with you?
ISFJ: Yes, of course! I love frozen yoghurt. *grins*
Frozen Yoghurt Person: Hello, girls. May I take your order?
ENTJ: Um, yes please. *Approaches the froyo stand.* I’ll have pumpkin froyo with chocolate chips.
ISFJ: And I’ll have, um… mint with Oreos.
Frozen Yoghurt Person: Coming right up! *Scoops both flavors into tiny plastic cups and hands them to ISFJ and ENTJ.*
ISFJ: Thanks. *smiles politely*
*Later, the two friends are perusing the shops and finishing off their yoghurt.*
ENTJ: Well, there’s supposed to be some amateur musicians performing on the first floor of the mall soon. I thought that we could go there and watch them for a few minutes or so.
ISFJ: That sounds good to me!
*After ascending the escalator, the two girls arrive at a small cinderblock stage set up in the middle of the mall. Several musicians strut around, singing loudly.*
Musician #1: ANDD I, WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUU. *Happens to point at the spot where ISFJ is standing just as she passes by.*
ISFJ: *Blushes and hides behind ENTJ.* Yikes. Did that random musician guy just say he loved me?
*At the end of the day, the two friends are heading back to their cars.*
ISFJ: *Suddenly gives ENTJ a massive hug.* Thank you so much for taking me here!
ISFJ: Oops. Sorry! *pulls back*
ENTJ: *hacking* It’s—- oka— y—-
ENTJ: *Finally catches her breath.* Oh, and you’re welcome. We should do this again sometime, it was fun!
