Must be a group member before inviting friends
kicked my boot up on the desk as one of his colleagues walked by, then back peddled until he was standing in the doorway of the cubicle. “Can I assist you?” “Did I fucking ask for assistance?” He was taken back by my response. “Excuse you?” “I didn’t ask for your assistance… you’re fucking excused. Am I sitting at your desk?” I coolly asked as he started to scratch around the collar of his shirt. “Now you itching because you being nosey. Take yo ass back over to your desk before I come over there and flip all those ugly ass pictures of those babies on the floor.” I said through gritted teeth.
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