You enter the house seeing Chris and his homeboy’s chilling on the couch smoking. He’s been real distant and cold to you for a while now and it didn’t bother you anymore as you were used to it.

You had tried out a Pheromone Perfume that you’d bought a long time ago but never got to use and you had went out earlier on that day but now your home.

Chris ignored you when you walked into the house and just continued to talk to his friends.

“You know ion do dat smokin’ shit in here.” You say, letting out an exhausted sigh and resting your purse on the kitchen counter top.

He pretended like he didn’t hear you and kept talking to his friends. “Yo, yall seen DJ new girl?” He asked them.

You sighed again and went over to him, grabbing the blunt out of his hand and staring him dead in his face, his face scrunches up for a moment as a strong waft of perfume fills his nose. It didn’t smell gross or anything but if you moved he could smell it even with all the smoke circulating in the air.

“I said ion do dat smoking shit, Chris. Don’t ignore me.”

His homeboy’s furrowed their brows as well, also being able to smell the perfume but other than that they tried not to make any interaction with you, knowing how you and Chris’ relationship was going currently.