Why Is A Raven Like A Writing Desk?
"It seems to me, we have yet to become acquainted." The man said, giving a deep bow, the purple, tattered hat atop his head refusing to fall as he offered a toothy smile, his mismatched clothes clinging halfheartedly to his tall but lanky form. âThe names Minho, though most call me The Hatter. Iâm afraid i am quite new to this um-" He grasped at words, looking around at the space surrounding him, brow bunched in confusion. âThis, uh- wherever it is i am." He said, before his smile re-appeared on his lips."If you would be so kind as to like/reblog this post, or simply follow me. It would be greatly appreciated. Have a lovely afternoon."Â
Mad Hatter AU | Independent | Possible 18 + | Infinite Supply of Tea










