Tyler Now "Wanna talk it out?" I raise my gaze from the drink in front of me to meet Levi's friendly expression. The bartender and photographer can sometimes be almost too insightful for his own good. It's as if his two jobs give him some special powers to look into people's eyes and figure them all out. "Nothing to talk about," I say. He grabs a cloth and starts wiping the bar in front of me. "You sure about that?" "Do you get special bartender classes on how to get customer

This is first of many micro fics I'll write exclusively for Ana's Attic members. These fics are inspired by the randomness of life and the weird workings of my brain. The characters in these fics won't be named. They can be anyone you want them to be, although there's always a possibility these fics will make their way onto a book. Here's your first micro (although not so micro) fic...

MIK NOW I stare at the thermostat on the wall and wonder once again if there's some kind of life class that I missed growing up. It shouldn't be so hard to make this house warm. It's not even a big house. Okay, so for most people, the six-bedroom house with a basement recording studio, and indoor pool is a big house, but I've been to some of my friends' places and they'd laugh at what I now call home. Which is beside the point. Maybe I should light the fire in the living room

Photo by Eliott Reyna on Unsplash Tyler Then "I'll race you there," Mik says. I want to kiss the cocky smile off his face so badly that I take a step back and curl my hands into fists on either side of me. "That's an unfair race." He shrugs. "Life isn't fair." No, it isn't, I think. It's unfair that he has the blondest hair and lightest blue eyes I've ever seen. It's unfair how my heart jolts every time I see him roll down the window of his parents' car when he picks me up f