Quirky Personality Traits の小説・ストーリー

Who fucking cares? I stared at her. She was holding one of her ugly plushies to her chest. Raven was the type of girl who would look past all the cute plushies in a shop and choose the ugliest, weirdest one she could find. She was the type of person who thought the neglected ugly animal in the zoo was cute, the type of person who would buy a used item to make someone happy even if she could afford something better. She was different. People hated her energetic attitude growing up, but I loved it; loved her quirky nature, her warmth and her fucking smiles. But I was hurting her too…

"Don't give me that look, you brought it up." "Yes, and said I wasn't one." I wince, but somehow my lips keep parting to release words that risk ruining my only remaining friendship in this hellhole. "You can't deny that you're suspicious as hell. You do things that aren't the norm, and you always have those moments when you disappear without giving anyone a single clue where you would be, and then you come back with a smile and a shrug like none of it is important." "Well, maybe it's because none of it is? I don't see why you're pouncing on something that was meant as a joke and turning it into a personality trait and career path all at once."

“Oh, I’ll tell you exactly what’s wrong with him. He’s abrasive. Chauvinistic. Impossible. Pig headed. Annoying. Rude. Argumentative. Annoying.” “You said that once.” “He’s twice as annoying. He’s also bad mannered. Irritating...” “Polite, at times. Hard working. Truthful. Stubborn. Adventurous. Trustworthy. Attractive and has his own opinions. Much like you really.” She closed her eyes again. Serra glared at her. “Just whose side are you on anyway?”

“And we all know what that means.” I shake my head, laughing softly. “You’re incorrigible.” “Thank you,” she says proudly. “Now spill.” The champagne and warmth make it easy to talk. Too easy. The words slide out softer than I intend. “He’s… impossible. Charming one moment, infuriating the next. It’s like he’s built to challenge my sanity and make me question every boundary I’ve ever set.” Kimberly hums knowingly. “Ah, the chaos archetype. The kind of man who makes you forget what language is.”

I pull my glass towards me and run a finger around the rim absentmindedly, looking for a fidget focus to try and calm the crazy tide of thoughts going through my head. “Overthinker. Puts his head over his heart. Rationalizes everything, even when he should go with his gut, chooses to keep everyone happy over his own feelings sometimes. Chooses to push aside anything he can’t handle facing. Pick one; he has many adorable, yet crazily frustrating, personality traits that are interfering with his ability to choose, Sophie. He thinks it’s overstepping boundaries because of our families being close, the age difference, your past. Natasha. This may be a case of black and white to you, but Arrick h

“But, honestly, it’s not bad. At least you’re persistent. Not many stick around for me.” “Let’s face it, I’m not like most people,” I replied, offering a small grin. “And admit it, that’s why you keep coming back. You’re far from normal yourself.” He reclined in his chair, looking contemplative. “You’ve got a point. We’re both unique, just in our own ways.” “So how do we differ?” I inquired, intrigued. “Well, you’re headstrong, unyielding, and you rarely take advice,” he chuckled. “As for me... let’s just say I’m the perilous kind of unusual.”

Auntie Cara pointed out. "Out of my kids, Grey was the most subdued but his anti-social ways are worrying. Did you know that he doesn't talk outside of family. I was surprise he finished his degree, Masters and PhD without even talking. My Parker was just like me but he's michievous you know. He loves to play and very childish in a cute way and lastly Ameera was like Gideon. People may call her the B word but deep inside she's very behave and nice." Ella talks so lovingly when it comes to her family. It was so obvious she was so proud of her children.

D) Careful and selective, with passion hidden beneath calm. 6. What’s your go-to coping mechanism when stressed? A) Retreat into silence and solitude. B) Talk it out and charm your way through. C) Create distractions or stir the situation to shake off the tension. D) Take a moment to breathe and analyse before responding. 7. Your friends would describe you as: A) Loyal and brooding. B) Charming and witty. C) Calculating, clever, and mischievous. D) Calm and resilient, with a quiet strength.

He enjoyed request. They needed to stand upstanding in an orderly fashion, line up to get food, and consistently follow orders… Van'er had heard from a few proficient finance managers that a portion of the honorable had a weird propensity: they couldn't endure jumble and when something was awkward, they couldn't resist the urge to modify things. To Van'er, this sort of individual was simply exhausted and had nothing better to do. So they would intentionally make a difficulty to consume their brain. He didn't expect that His Imperial Height was such an individual.

Bianca said. “I mean, why should we complicate matters when it’s very simple,” Bianca added. “Uhmm, what about his behavior or his personality? Things like that?” Mitchelle asked further more. “A guy's behavior? That is what tells you who he is, he might be grumpy, he might not like to smile and always wants to be possessive but as long as his grumpiness is what makes you happy or his weird smile is what makes your heart skip a beat.” Bianca voiced out with a dreamy smile plastered at each corner of her face.