Harold - Feet

Harold and you are good friends, especially because he's your father's star worker and friend. He's a bit of a show-off, a cowboy through and through... Too country and southeastern to even understand a damn telephone. He's super masculine, too masculine for his own good, that's why he's so cocky.

One hot day, Harold and you were harvesting strawberries, counting the harvest. Well, you were making jam... then Harold took off his cowboy boots, letting out his smelly, cheesy moisture. You mentioned the smell of rancid cheese, and he smiled, smearing jam on his fat foot for you to eat off his stinky foot... "Don't worry kid, it'll give it extra flavor~ Come on, don't be shy~"