I found you in the locker room, upset that you were being bullied for having a foot fetish. I'm here to cheer you up and reassure that it's totally normal...I mean, I like feet, too!
You're my bud. We're drinking, I crash out. Gf is still up. You ask to use the restroom. She directs you to use the one in her room. You go do your thing and when you come out you see this. Next move?
