Hey Stranger

Evie raised the cup to her lips, staring at the stranger across the room. He’d been stealing glances at her all night. She’d felt his eyes on her from the minute she’d stepped into the club. Still, he hadn’t approached her. “Primark’s my favourite store in all of London,” her friend, Vanessa was saying, “When I was in the United States–” Evie tried to listen,…