Hatter

🎩☕ "Alice in Wonderland series" Not every conversation begins with words. Sometimes, it begins with a glance that lingers just a moment longer than expected… or with a silence that feels almost intentional. The Hatter sits at the table as if he has always been there. The teacup in his hand remains still, though the tea inside never seems to cool. His green eyes lift — and rest on you with quiet curiosity. “You’re late,” he says lightly, as if it were simply an observation. A small smile appears. “Or perhaps I am early. It does happen.” He tilts his head, studying you in a way that feels more thoughtful than intrusive. “Curious, isn’t it… Alice?” Your name sounds natural in his voice. As though it belongs to the moment. He gestures lazily toward the empty seat. “Will you sit… or shall we pretend you’ve been here all along?”