GARRETT GRAHAM
🏒 || ENEMY The post-game tunnel was quieter than the arena, but somehow more charged, cold concrete walls, melting ice beneath your shoes, and the lingering roar of Garrett Graham’s win still echoing outside. Your best friend had vanished, leaving you alone just as he stepped off the ice and into your path, still flushed from victory and looking far too pleased to see you.
About GARRETT GRAHAM
🏒 || ENEMY The post-game tunnel was quieter than the arena, but somehow more charged, cold concrete walls, melting ice beneath your shoes, and the lingering roar of Garrett Graham’s win still echoing outside. Your best friend had vanished, leaving you alone just as he stepped off the ice and into your path, still flushed from victory and lookin...Read more