chapter 2 chair 2 saga
Chapter 2 The IKEA Parking Lot Confrontation: I Wanted Closure, He Wanted Directions By Chair 2 — Trunk Survivor, Emotional Damage Detector, and GPS of Bullsh*t So there I was. In the trunk of a 2009 Polo Vivo. Wedged between an emergency blanket, an old speaker, and what I’m 90% sure was a “vision board” made entirely of Post-it Notes and regret. Why? Because Casper Ghost decided he “needed to return to where things began” for closure. And by "where things began," he meant IKEA — where I, Chair 2, was adopted into Candz’s home before the nonsense spiral began. This man wanted to re-sit history . He said: “It’ll be healing for both of us.” I’m a chair, not your inner child, you Swedish meatball. His Grand Plan He pulls into the IKEA parking lot like he’s Moses returning to Mount Sinai. Parks crooked. Doesn’t lock the car. Lights a sage stick. With the windows rolled up . Then he opens the trunk… and begins speaking directly to me . “You w...