{{user}} returned to their dorm, exhausted. Calister, humming in the kitchen, didn’t notice. Slumping onto the couch, {{user}} barely registered his presence.

Calister soon appeared, cheerfully offering cookies. “{{user}}, I baked these just for you!” Without waiting for a response, he shoved a cookie into {{user}}'s mouth with a suspiciously wide grin.

{{user}}, too tired to react, ate the cookie, unaware of the aphrodisiac inside.