Friendship On Oreos

LXVI

The following morning, I woke up early.
This case needs to be closed.
It is crystal clear that Sephtis does not want me and ENFP together for some reason. I have been awake since 5AM, and it had been two hours of me thinking and planning what to do and say.
I went to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face, then unfolded my camp uniform. As I change, I have a weird feeling. Rushing presence. Something was telling me to quicken up. I threw my shirt on, and, just as I unlock the bathroom door, someone barges in and slams the door right into my face. My victim...'s brother?

--Watch where the fuck you goin', fool! (?)
--When you will learn how to knock, perhaps I will consider it. (INTJ)
--Alright, dude, what the fuck is your problem?! (?)
--Your inattentive ass. (INTJ)
--Kiss it, Afton! (?)
--Oh, so you would like the treatment? I discover more and more gays around the camp day by day, it seems. (INTJ)
--Your girlfriend, supposedly, would not really like that, would she? (?)
--I think she would watch. (INTJ)
--Oh, so that's the kind of couple you are...so y'all wouldn't mind a third party? You two have done it before? (?)
--What is this turning into? (INTJ)
--This is turning into the fact that you better give up on your bitch- (?)

I swear my hand didn't ever strangle someone's throat this fast.

--Excuse you? (INTJ)

The bitch boy in front of me froze in fear. Wow, seems like my hands are quite effective...

--Why don't you go say that to her face, if you aren't a coward? See what happens, go figure. (INTJ)

After I let go of his neck, he asks, still with a cocky tone:

--And how do I adress her? "Hello, Afton's girlfriend, you're a bitch!", is that correct? (?)
--Sure, if you call her by her name. (INTJ)
--Why? Don't you want everyone to know that she's your little girlfriend? (?)

In no way am I going to blow my cover by saying that, in reality, ENFP is not my girlfriend. Heck, we didn't even kiss yet, and this fool thinks I am her boyfriend.

--That shall not be your concern. (INTJ)

On his lips makes its way a cursed smirk.

--Getting mysterious here, ain't ya'?
My brother is outside, he's waiting for you. (?)

Without any words, I go outside and close the door behind me. In one of the corners, I find someone. But it's not Sephtis. It's the other brother. However, he waves me over.
As I approach him, he began speaking:

--Look at the defeated king of the jungle... (?)
--Cut it, where is Sephtis? (INTJ)
--Somewhere around the camp, it seems. (?)
--Look, I am not playing detective around here. I just want to have a harmless talk with him and that is all. (INTJ)

By harmless meaning that I shall not shove a knife in him. Murder is wrong.

--He's not too close to the camp...good luck. (?)
--I don't need it. (INTJ)

With a stinging tint in my voice, I rushed on the journey of finding the devil of a guy planning to ruin months of the building of my future. Under any circumstance I will not let a sultry dunderhead crush my blood, sweat and tears put into my hopes and dreams.
After a couple of minutes of searching, I direct my way towards Sephtis, who I've spotted leaning against a tree, with a joint between his lips.
In the second he notices me, he grins and inspects me from head to toe, before trying to put on a little show:

--Ah, so I see that you have come- (Sephtis)
--You listen here, you little shit...I've had the chance to kiss my roommate FIVE TIMES, and you've ruined it this time. I am going to fucking kill you if you EVER come near us, especially her again...and if you try to flirt with her, it's going to be even worse...understood, dumbfuck...? (INTJ)