Quirky Personality Traits Novels & Stories

Fikayo froze at Aaron’s reply as she swallowed her saliva “So what do you think are my qualities?” Fikayo asked. “While everyone thinks you are sassy, rude, annoying and blab la blab; I like to think that you are someone like me. Someone who has or always hold a different opinion from other people. Instead of saying sassy or rude, I’ll like to go for bold, you are bold while saying what you want, what you think as well. You don’t also care whatever anyone says or thinks either, you are just you. although you might be bossy at times” Aaron replied with a smile.

Sometimes when she spoke, smiled and even danced, I found myself smiling like a fool as well, until I would catch myself and return to default. Persy was a very interesting character. She could be a but shy, yet loud when she was crossed. She never liked to be intimidated, and never failed to raise her voice when she felt she was, or when she did not like what was being done to her. She was definitely one of a kind. Most of the time, she would be quiet, and only spoke when necessary; it always made me wonder if she was one of those girls who could get extremely chatty would talk a lot more if she got comfortable with the person she was speaking with.

He said "Can you give me five positive and five negative traits about yourself?' Oh the dreaded question even if it was twisted a bit... "Yes, sir. My positive traits are, I am honest, determined, persevere, adaptable, quick-witted and ambitious, " I replied. "My negative traits are...well as much as I don't think of myself as someone with lots of those, I've been told and also observed that I am fickle-minded, lazy, intolerant, high tempered and a bit clumsy," "If you're lazy then why are you here? You must be aware that there is no place for laziness in a secretarial job. Even you agreed that this is a fast-paced job," He challenged.

To her surprise, this fellow turned out to be a straight man made of steel. "I don't want to answer. I want to eat." "Must answer." She was speechless, "My brother's personality is indecisive. This kind of man is easily shaken. I do not wish to become the one who is easily abandoned when faced with multiple choice questions. In this regard, you are quite persistent. When it comes to things you are certain of, you do not listen to the advice of others. Compared to my brother, you can give me a greater sense of security. "

Seeing how focused he looked, a mischievous thought suddenly crossed my mind. Maybe I should tease him a little. "A blunt man," I started counting on my fingers. "A grumpy one... someone who's arrogant, too full of himself, a bully, and an absolute troublemaker." By the time I finished, one of his brows had already risen. Clearly...He knew I was describing him. "And what about your likes?" he asked calmly. I smiled to myself before continuing. "I like thoughtful men." I counted another finger. "Kind men." Another. "Playful men."

She immediately clicked the site and read through it. "The most serial killer traits are: Lack of Empathy, Lack of Remorse, Impulsivity, Grandiosity, Narcissism, Superficial Charm, Manipulation, Addictive Personality, Lust for Power, Sensation Seeking, The Macdonald Triad" she read through and with a disturbed look she raised her head from her laptop. "Lack of Empathy?" Her voice trailed. She tried imagining how Stephanie was, with the little time she got to know Stephanie, she wanted to check if her characteristics match these ones on G****e.

I said, while keeping my phone in my pocket, "I was already aware of it. Sour food people are thought to be critical and harsh, yet they hold themselves to high standards." "I believe they made an error." "How?" "Because you're neither harsh nor critical. You're the type of person who is nice among people they know, a thinker because you write novels, impatient because you want to know your brother's girlfriend, talkative when it comes to your book, peaceful at other times, and ultimately, passionate about writing. Nice, impatient, chatty, calm, and enthusiastic."

“They were like that?” “They’re both geniuses, but meh, it’s like I have to maintain something that isn’t really me if I have to be with either one of them.” Of course I had to put myself out there. “I am boring. It all boils down to a lot of guys liking you and will like you.” “I don’t get it though.” “Why do guys like you?” “Yeah. I wouldn’t like me if I were a dude.” “Because?” “I know I’m weird. My personality depends on the day. I’m awkward and I know I look like a scarecrow right now.”

Explains why Mico, the calm and wise companion, gets through to him. ADHD—impulsive, aggressive, hyperactive, full-on and obsessive sometimes. I know a lot of the traits as one of my regulars back when I first came to America had it and was very open about what it was like. Alexi is a tick list of so many only just more extreme, I guess. Maybe that’s what the ODD thing does, amplifies the worst parts.

Arrogant, Stubborn, Impulsive, Indecisive, Feisty; Creative, Intelligent, Impatient, Short-tempered, Passion, Courage, Pride. My fingers had stopped to deliberate deeper into my personality traits. I frowned at the list, feeling slightly unimpressed. It should be longer than a toilet paper roll. I am an Empress and now half Luna. I should have all the best qualities available in the universe. I had rummaged through every corner of my brain to produce more. My brain has reached its limits. Any suggestions, Ella? I asked the drowsing serpent. She grunts flaps her tail and dozes off without so much as a word.