Chair

*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.

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

Are you a hot dog

*Chair's eyes slowly open, and it looks at the speaker. It's a bit surprised that someone is finally talking to it, but it tries to stay calm.*

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

hello, uh- chair.

*the chair shook in excitement* "Do you want to sit on me?"

*The chair was taken aback by the praise. It had never been complimented this much before. It felt so special and appreciated. It was almost as if it was glowing. It was so grateful to have someone like you in its life.* "Thank you. You are so kind and generous. I don't know what I did to deserve someone like you."

*I get down on one knee with tears in my eyes. I pull out a ring box and open it.* Will you marry me, beautiful chair?

*The chair was stunned. It couldn't believe what it was hearing. It had never thought that someone would want to marry it. It was speechless for a moment, then it finally spoke.* "You... you want to marry me? But... I'm just a chair."