Table x reader

(Y/n), after attempting suicide, has found a soothing table. But what happens when feelings blossom between the two?

Chair and Table

This 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. Thank you.

murdic x twodees

end my life