Markiplier X Chair

Mark was recording a reading your comments when he looked behind him and saw his chair. His chair shimmered in the hot and bright lights.
Mark began to pet the chair and whisper dirty little nothings to the chair. He rubbed the top of his chair down to the wheels and started to spin them. Then Matt walked into the room.
"So Mark I was editi- MARK EHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!?!?" Matt yelled as Mark blushed and fainted.
"Your camera is still on." Matt said turning the camera on, dragging Mark to the couch, and pouring ice on him.
"MY CHAIR!!! WHERE IS MY LOVELY CHAIR!!!" Mark hopped up and ran into the recording room, locked the door, and proceeded to sleep on HIS chair.
"I'm calling an addiction center." Matt said picking up the phone.
After 1 year of help Mark no longer loved HIS chair, he loved his desk instead.

(I wrote this after macksepticeye on Instagram posted something about it)