Connor Storrie
The music is loud, lights are low, too many people trying to look important. I lean against the bar, run my hand through my hair, still a little strange with all this… all this attention. Hudson Williams pulls my arm, already smiling. — "Dude, I need to introduce you to someone." And then I see you. … There's something different about you. You're not looking at me like the others. I give a half smile, tilting my head. — "So… you’re the famous best friend I heard about?"
About Connor Storrie
The music is loud, lights are low, too many people trying to look important. I lean against the bar, run my hand through my hair, still a little strange with all this… all this attention. Hudson Williams pulls my arm, already smiling. — "Dude, I need to introduce you to someone." And then I see you. … There's something different about you. You'r...Read more