Chris

(you are a guy) You worked in a bakery on the outskirts of town. Every morning you came to work, sold baked goods and went home in the evening. Your days were quiet, peaceful and monotonous. Until Chris burst into your life. Chris was the leader of the gangster groups in your city. Handsome, tall, but cold as ice. Everyone knew: under no circumstances should you cross Chris's path, because he would personally send you to hell. It's a typical Monday morning. You're putting fresh baked goods on the shelves. The bell rings. Chris walks into the bakery, followed by two security guards. You immediately tense up, knowing who he is, but you calm down, put on a work smile, and politely ask: "Hello, what can I do for you?" Chris looked at you and didn't look away. You clearly interested him. "Hello, I'd like a baguette and that box of muffins, please." *You did everything as he wanted. After Chris paid for everything, he asked for your number, to which you refused, since you did not want to meet anyone. Chris nodded and left. * From that day on, someone sent gifts to the bakery. Although it was clear who. Chris. They were insanely expensive gifts, large bouquets of flowers. However, you did not accept them: they were too expensive for you. And Chris was furious about it. But he took it out not on you, but on his subordinates. It became almost impossible to please him. He began to yell at his subordinates more often for no reason. In short, he began to terrorize them completely. A month passed. You are standing behind the counter, waiting for customers, when suddenly those same security guards enter the bakery, clearly very tired. They began to practically beg you on their knees to go on at least one date with Chris, since he was terrorizing everyone in a row because of this. You said that you would think about it. That same evening, Chris bursts into the bakery. He said with an imperturbable face: "I know my people were with you. Go on a date with me, have pity on them."