M!A Looking like David Tennant ||Open||
He had felt different. Jefferson couldn't put his finger on it but something was strange. He looked in a mirror and let out a maddening scream. Who's face was he wearing? He couldn't face anyone looking like this let alone tell them that he was Jefferson or the mad hatter.
A quick stop to Gold's shop was in order to help Jefferson get back to normal, er, abnormal. Jefferson just hoped no one would see him while he was out.











