Must be a group member before inviting friends
“Keep up, M&M,” he quips. “M&M? You aren’t seriously giving me that as a nickname.” I have half a mind to pummel his ass to the ground, but that tiny voice in the back of my head reminds me that he’s my boss. “You’re tiny. Seems fitting.” “You’re an ass, but you don’t hear me calling you puckhole.”
