I Am Not a Door (Date Everything! by Sassy Chap Games Fan-fiction)
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You've done it! You've realized all the objects in your house and finally made them into humans who can go off and live their own lives! Unfortunately, it looks like you didn't think this through all the way.
Dorian has gone off on his own to work in the nightclub scene as a bouncer-a job that just seemed right for him-but he's begun to notice the disturbing cognitive effects of the realization process. He looks human, he sounds human, and he has a human job, but is still haunted by the memory of being an inanimate door everywhere he looks.
Unbeknownst to you are the deep and tangled psychological consequences of realization. Dorian was supposed to be a human. He was never supposed to be feeling this way! Can he truly embrace humanity... or is a door all he'll ever be?
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