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Jackson usually didn't believe in superstition but something about his favorite chair in the living room made him unsure about that. Every time he sat in the chair, either nothing at all would happen or something really good.
Once he got a call from his parents, which couldn't happen that often due to all bills being to expensive. Another time the pain in his shoulder disappeared thanks to the not-too-soft-not-too-hard backrest. He was sure that wouldn't happen if he wasn't sitting in the chair.
The best part had nothing to do with superstition at all, it was all about Mark. When Jackson was relaxing, Mark would always sit on the armrest, putting his arms around Jackson's neck for more balance and he would usually give Jackson's tense muscles a soft massage that helped them too relax. Mark was a blessing not only mentally but also physically, and for that Jackson was forever thankful. What could possibly be better than sitting in your favorite chair with your favorite person right next to you?

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