Personality Traits Funny Novels & Stories

"I bet she won't believe you." "Why do you think that?" "No one could fall for you with your attitude," I remarked offhandedly. Georgia whipped her head toward me. "What? I have a very charming, tactful personality! I've closed many deals and solved many issues with my personality." "I can't believe you just described yourself as tactful." "Do you even know what that means?" "Just because I'm poor doesn't mean I'm illiterate." "That was not what I was insinuating at all."

"Ms. Carter, I want to keep what happened right here from happening again. You're the only person who's come closer to stopping it than my medication ever has." “Again, why me?” “I'm not entirely certain, but I've noticed your…uh… personality has a way of distracting me from the unfavorable elements in this environment.” “My personality? You mean my nuisance, dumbness, recklessness and unprofessionalism? Cause that's basically how you’ve described me.” ​“No,” he said with a faint shake of his head. “I mean full of life, kind, chirpy, clumsy. Naive, chaotic, yes. But real.” One corner of his mouth twitched before he caught himself.

i teased and he furrowed his brows in a way that made me laugh even more, this guy was effortlessly funny At one point, he asked, "If you could be any animal, what would you choose?" "Hmm," I mused. "Probably a cat. Independent, curious, a little bit of a mystery. You?" He smirked, glancing over at me. "A wolf. Loyal, protective… and kind of wild." I chuckled, shaking my head at his answer. "I would love to know the wild you." "Trust me, you wouldn't want to" he said laughing

“Some people actually think they can move up in the world just because they get good grades.” She laughed and her friends did too. I stared at her. “And some people think popularity is a personality trait,” I responded. Reagan’s jaw dropped. Her friends exchanged shocked looks from behind and I heard Quinn’s snickers. “Don’t think I still can’t deal with you and your loser friend,” she snapped. I moved closer, bold and staring straight into her eyes. “At least, I don’t go around with people because I am afraid of being alone,” I struck back.

“but thy wish be done, if thou want to postpone our possible bout, no problem, but the day I go one on one with you or better still, a werelion, I’ll make sure, I expose you for the fraud you are.” “Don’t worry, we’ll see who’s gonna get exposed,” I smirked. “But come to think of it, judging from the way you speak, you just showed me that you are actually fun-loving, and good with humor; I thought you were one quiet, reserved, and unfriendly person. Whenever I steal a glance at you, you’re always frowning, almost all the time.”

The thought of it makes me sad. “Well, she laughs a lot,” Kendrick says, prompting me to look at him with a confused expression. Our eyes meet and his face remains neutral. “She's a great cook, she smiles a lot. On days when she stays up late, she ends up snoring while sleeping. She knows guilt-tripping and seemingly has many male friends. In short, she has a weird personality” I stare at him amused, my lips slightly parted. I feel a flush rise to my cheeks, listening as I get exposed in front of Matilda.

she added quickly, “we just found stuff to talk about. He checks in sometimes. He’s… he’s a good person to talk to.” “You like him.” “I do not,” she said too quickly, laughing in that nervous way that confirmed everything I needed to know. “He’s just nice. He’s smart. He’s… articulate. He sends funny memes. That’s it.” I smirked. “So that’s what they’re calling it these days—funny memes.” She grabbed a cloth and threw it at me. “Go, you need to leave for your meeting before you make me say something I’ll regret.”

"Fine, you're forgiven, Yoshi, but please stop laughing at me; I'm getting pissed; just help me, man, stop making fun of my damn feelings, idiot!" Yoshi smirked; he settled his chinky eyes on mine, then I gave out a crooked smile, he started laughing again, and this time it was contagious. I found myself being silly with him. My friends might be considered lunatics, but in reality, they're lovely people, the kind of people that you could journey on. That you could enjoy life with, and I'm ready to put up with their crazy antics because I could proudly say that I have my own fair share of craziness.

It made my heart race even harder. “You should smile often because it suits you. So starting tonight, I’ll make sure to make you smile.” I was shocked. I couldn't say anything. I don’t even know how I managed to drive and stop at the nearest grocery store to buy some stocks for my kitchen. Remembering the short period I spent with him, I could say that Harry is effortlessly fun and charming. I noticed how my colleagues had fun conversing with him and he charmed them with his personality. He’s different. Totally different from men I’ve met.

" I immediately apologized before he could say angry words at me. He closed his mouth, picking an already arranged file then chuckled. Wait, he just chuckled. "You're so funny." He chuckled again. What was happening? Another chuckle? How was I so funny enough to make this grumpy devil in the human body laugh? He chuckled again, raising his head from the file to glance at me, letting another chuckle escape him. Soon enough, the chuckle turned into laughter. He laughed uncontrollably. His laughter was starting to scare mne because it absolutely didn't match his personality. I stared at him in wonder and it seemed to make him laugh even more.