Save Our Seas Foundation 290d ago

His belly was filing grievances after Harold annihilated a full block of brutally aged camembert this morning, which Kathy from accounting pronounces “camemberggg”, with a French accent, even though Kathy’s never been to France. Feeling safe in the solace of a long and empty hallway, Harold lets out a small toot at the precipice of said long and empty hallway. That is to say, it ‘was’ a long and empty hallway. Kathy from accounting has just rounded the corner and, oh god, is coming right this way into the cheesy atrocity of his end. Ok Harold, be cool. Just…just don’t make eye contact with her, maybe she won’t notice it’s you. Quick glance. Oh gosh she’s seen him. Harold, look straight ahead. Act normal. Quick glance. Oh no, oh no! She’s made eye contact. Oooooh, she’s smelt it. Her eyes are wide and her face has contorted into a mask of horror. Harold gives the universal half-smile of social obligation, holds his head high and exclaims: “Ugh, someone just farted back there, and it smells like camemberggg”. Harold walks on and smiles to himself, considering that a win against Kathy from accounting. A story crafted by Caiti Allison, inspired by Helen Walne. 🎥: James Loudon