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Phone lit up on the table, Chris glanced at it seeing the text from you responding to his message from earlier. It was a innocent conversation earlier as he was just checking on his girl but as the day went on and the liquor mixed with weed took over his mind, the more he wanted you.
Licking his lips, he quickly responded to you to call him in twenty before giving Nore and DJ EFN his undivided attention again.
"One more shot and we gone get out of your crib," Nore tried to pressure making Chris, who was already on a nice wave as is, chuckle and shake his head while standing up, dapping up the OG.
"I'm tellin' you. A nigga gone be slumped on the couch if I take one more shot." He answered, slurring a bit as the people in the room laughed, and he joined in. "Plus, Ion really wanna be a hot mess when my girl pull up. I'm feelin'...nice right now."
"Chris Brown in a relationship?" Nore asked in shocked and Chris snickered.
"She all ova' my Instagram."
"For how long?"
"Three years na'." A series of damns echoed through the room making him laugh. "That's my baby, for sure. So I appreciate y'all and shit but she 'bout to be on her way soon so y'all ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the hell up outta here." He joked but at the same time wasn't.
He was happy this interview ended right before you got off of work so he could give you all of his undivided attention without any interruptions as he usually likes it when he's with you.
Conversing some more before giving out hugs and a few daps, the Tarzana house was back to being quiet making him sigh. The liquor and weed taking over his system as the many emotions ran through his body. He was calm mentally and emotionally but physically, he needed you there.
Plopping down on his couch, the phone in his hand lit up just at the time he needed it to, causing him to answer the FaceTime call with lazy smile on his face, "What's up, mamas?" He spoke softly licking his lips at the sight of you.
"I don't know, you told me to call you." You snickered on the other side of the screen while propping your phone up on the phone stand and starting your car. "Look at you, though. They fucked you up."
"Nah, I was watching myself." He waved off. "I ain't...um...I ain't wanna be too faded when you show up," He slurred a bit making you chuckle softly. "How far are you from me? I wanna see you, you look so good right now."
"In boring ass work clothes?"
"Even in a trash bag, bae." He complimented. "But you know I ain't ever finna have you in that."
