Chris Brown Imagines

"Chris get-stop!"

Chris Pov

We just had dinner, on our way out, they have a complaint that an man that works here claims to be trying to get a tip. First when we walk in the damn restaurant, i gave the chauffeur my keys. It damn sure better not be me because i know it was a damn worker outside waitin' for me to pull up.

We walk out of the restaurant while outside i see everybody from my crew trying to get this man to get away towards the no tip. I listen closely with YN clinging to my arm.

"What's goin' on?"

I look over at her. "Babe be quiet." She nods her head slightly. All I hear is,

"Give me his keys."

The man says boldly "I need my 10 dollars, i must get tip."

"give me the keys once again."

"When Chris finds out about this he is gonna-"

I look down at YN. She looks worried, I stare at her and tell her bluntly to go over by Karla, my manager's wife. She nodded her head before kissing me softly, i kissed her back quickly i had shit to take care of. She scurried past and went talking to Karla while mean mugging the man who pulled excuse after excuse tryna' make his way out of a tip.

I walked up asking questions while putting my hands in my pockets.

"What's the problem?"

Everyone suddenly grow silent.

My manager started telling me the problem and i grew impatient with him talking to me trying to tell me as calm as possible.

"Give me my keys."

I said bluntly with my hand out waiting on him.

He ain't answer with just an expression on his face that pissed me off.

So i walked around his ignorant ass and went straight to someone else.

"Can i just get my damn keys."

I started walking towards the desk not paying any attention of the dude.

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"Why the hell is it a problem it's my fucking car keys ion own you shit."

I crossed my arms in disbelief.

I hear the dude talking to me about a fucking tip he receives every car he does but he didn't even park my car.

My bodyguard pulls up and stands infront of YN and Karla. YN grabs onto his shoulders and reached over looking straight at me.

"Give me my fuckin' keys."

I stood down staring at him. I ain't never had this problem at any restaurant. You know i ain't coming to this place ever again.

"give me my ten dollars."