He stared at her for what felt like hours, not sure why his feet had stopped functioning or his brain had turned to mush. Charlie was only standing there for a few moments, though, just taking her in. He knew it was her- had been directed over to her by the Hatter himself. The issue was, she didn’t know it was him. She didn’t even know who he was and how could she? He went by a name given to him by another, had been nothing more than a pup the last time she saw him, and she hadn’t even noticed him looking at her yet.
“Um, excuse me,” he started, licking his lips and looking at the floor for a brief moment before meeting her gaze now on him. “I was told you could help me. I’m looking for a dormouse.”
{ femmallydormouse }







