Author: Jack Sinn

Within a single night, Mitch managed to upset three people. The first was Toby, who wanted to know if Mitch still had feelings for “that guy”. It was a fair and valid question, but also a bold one to ask just after sex. “I don’t wanna talk about it,” Mitch warned, and rolled onto his…

According to Jodie, Fighting Spirit Brewing’s official launch was a major success. It opened on the first weekend of November, and when the doors locked on Sunday night, she passed out as soon as she got home. Mitch took advantage of her absence by sneaking off to see Toby, when he wasn’t busy with band…

Toby was the star of the next therapy session.  For as much as Mitch wanted to avoid discussing him altogether, the topic could no longer be put off. When he relayed certain anecdotes about their checkered history, he could see the restraint that Ann exercised as she carefully selected her words, and his stomach dropped….

Though Monument was only about 25 minutes away from Toby’s apartment, it may as well have been on the other coast. Mitch’s thoughts were tangled and frenzied, crashing into the walls of his skull like a wild bird that flew through an open window and couldn’t escape the building that it entered. He had difficulty…

(A/N: As a reminder, Interpersonal Chemistry deals with topics such as mental illness, abuse, and trauma. This particular update -while not graphic in depiction- features these warnings; in particular, there is a scene that details childhood abuse. Please proceed at your own discretion.) He let Toby fuck him. He thought there’d be the illusion of…

The Wickburg Art Museum was a restored textile mill that spanned across two buildings, with a skyway bridge that connected them. Though it wasn’t as large as its Boston or Worcester counterparts, it still held its own and served as a centerpiece of the community that housed it. Mitch stood outside by his car, finishing…

Naturally, Jodie warranted two celebrations for her birthday. The first was held at her new brewery, Fighting Spirit, which was treated as a soft launch. All of the Monster Mash family was in attendance for a night of sampling beer (in the case of anyone under 21 years of age -or Mitch- a selection of…

Mitch was wrapping up his cooldown on a treadmill when a text from Toby came through.  What are you doing on October 30th? He continued to run in place, fighting off the urge to end it sooner and indulge his curiosity. Every second that passed may as well be an eternity, and he still had…