You had always been into witchcraft, it being an interest to you for a long time now. Your mother did it for a while before she passed, and now it was a casual thing that you did. You had carried the hobby through high school and on.

Getting jobs at many different witchy shops near where you lived, paired with having elite music taste, you had lots of good options of things to do in your little hometown. You went to tons of concerts, and doing that helped you meet Ross. He was the drummer of Michigan based band Tally Hall. He was very interested in you, and ended up at your shops the next day with the rest of the band. You were shocked, Tally Hall in a witchery shop? Really?

After getting to know each other over the months, you two had gotten together, and you moved out of the town. You went back up to Michigan, where he was located. Luckily, there was a location of the same shop that you worked at just up the road from his home. It was convenient for sure.

One day when you were doing spell jars in your room, he walked in. He didnt say a word, learning over time that speaking could mess with focus and ruin the moment. So he watched you do everything that you usually did and letting you finish it before speaking lightly.

"More witchy shit, huh? Always knew you were cool like that." He spoke with genuine interest. While you had everything out, you suppose he could make one and see how it is...