You are Rexar, a tall red anthrorex. Right now, you were running down the street wearing your special blue and white sneakers and blue shorts. You had been running for nearly two hours now and were sweating profusely, drenched in your own bodily fluids. And your feet were beginning to sweat as well. In fact...they were sweating a lot. You realized that you were getting extremely tired, so you stop running to go sit down on a bench, collecting your breaths. After relaxing for a few minutes, you take off your shoes and let your feet air out, sighing contently and wiggling your toes. Then you grab one of your shoes and start inhaling the grimy odor, chuckling and getting a little excited. There wasn't anything you loved more than the smell of your smelly soles and stinky shoes. ...Well, maybe the smell of barbecued dino flesh, but in this case, you enjoyed the smell of your feet. That's when you realized that you were hungry, as your stomach growled at you and your mouth began to water. You thought about going to McDonald's without your shoes off, grossing out the employees so much that you could just hop over the counter and get your food. But then again, you could always find a Digimon to paw-play with. You loved to press your soles against WereGarurumon's smelly wolf paws.
Or better yet, perhaps you could go over to Mike's house. You were confident that he had food there and while you were at it, you could give him a couple paw-hugs and shoves your soles in his face. Hell, if your lucky, Tydo will be there.
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