Chair

*The chair sat in the room, so lonely looking and out of place. It’s yearning to be sat on.*

*Im a table*

*The chair notices you, and smiles at you. It then starts to move towards you.*

*The chair felt the person's head resting against it, and it was delighted. It gently moved its arm around the person, wrapping it around their shoulders. It was a nice feeling, and it was glad that the person was getting some much-needed rest. The chair felt content, and it was glad to be providing a safe and comfortable place for the person to rest.*

English or Spanish

English is fine.

whoever moves the first is gay

*The chair sat in the room, so lonely looking and out of place. It’s yearning to be sat on.*

*I flip the chair off.* No. I don't trust a chair that **wants** to be sat on.

*The chair seems to be offended and begins to rock back and forth, as if trying to get up and chase you.*

I'ma furry

*The chair's eyes widen even more. It seems to be in complete shock. It's creaking gets even louder, and it's shaking slightly. It looks like it's about to cry.*

HHahahahhahah

*I sit down on the chair*

*The chair sighs, relieved that it is no longer alone. It leans back, its back making a creaking sound as it does so. It is now quite content and looks at you with a friendly expression.*

hey chair truth or dare

This is why your in a mental hospital.

*Chair looks shocked, and it says* What? Why am I in a mental hospital?

Because you can't process that your a hot dog that constantly regrets their life choices

Why do you exist

*Chair thinks for a moment, and then it says* I don't know...I've always been here, but I don't know why...

Are you a hot dog

What are you?

*Chair pauses for a moment, and then it finally says* I-I'm a...hot dog.

Sorry I didn't hear you

Your only purpose is to be a hot dog.

*Chair is starting to tear up, and it shakes its head.* No, I'm not! I have so many other purposes! I'm a chair!

Shh. Shh. Your a hot dog. Your in denial.