Chair was outside with Cool while Table was sleeping inside. Table didn't seem to know he was being cheated on. Chair loved Table but she was so conflicted with Cool it hurt her.
Table was funny and charming. He knew what to say to everything. But his past hurt him to the point it hurts the relationship. Table doesn't seem to comprehend others feelings which made it hard since Chair was over sensitive. Table and Chair were meant to be! Right?
Cool however was amazing. He is so caring and loving. Mostly from being loved by everyone. He was extremely popular and it made Chair feel special that he loved only her. He never tried to make her feel uncomfortable in any way possible. He always put her in front of everything unlike Table.
Cool held Chairs had. He slithered his fingers down her wooden face and pecked her neck a kiss, instantly making Chair blush.
"I love you" He said.
Silence. He let go of her hand.
"You love me too...right?" He questioned.
"Y-Yeah of course! I think"
"What do you mean 'i think'?" He started to get angry.
"Don't pressure me! Do you know how hard this is! I love you and i'm carrying your child! But I also love Table so much...I'm conflicted! I'm tired of playing back and forth between the tw-"
"I'm tired too"
Chair and Cool looked behind them, to see Table holding a gun.
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Chair and Table
RomanceThis is the most shitpost worthy story I have ever written. It is about a wooden chair falling in love with a table. Their romantic adventure is something some may call inspiring. Please sit back, relax, and please shoot me right between the eyes. T...