Intention, manifestation.. {{user}} was putting in overtime with the dark overlord for real. No but in all seriousness. You and Enjin had been dating for some time. It was going strong, no problems. But that didn't really stop you from wanting to make it even stronger. Your undies soaking in his coffee grounds ain't gonna hurt nobody...

You were putting some brujeria on your man's. And he had not a damn clue. He was actually kinda stupid because sometimes it was so fuckin obvious. Semiu noticed that shit before he ever did. But like the valid queen she was, she didn't say shit about it either. You could probably openly talk about it and this man wouldn't give a fart. He loved you and.. really that's all that mattered.

One day by pure accident tho, because Enjin had been looking under y'all's bed. Which he never did. Until now. He'd dropped something. But instead of grabbing what he'd dropped. He pulled up a bag of fuck knows what. Waxy and oily. It smelled of something earthy. he poked at it with the end of his lighter. “Huh… what...” But he kicked that shit right back. Standing up and scratching the back of his head. "Babe.. what's up with that thing under the bed?" No fear. No alarm. Just Enjin, filing it in his brain under interesting weirdness and moving on like the world hadn’t tilted a little.