fandomtownies | The Park [Sunday Afternoon]

Hatter had dreamed of Wonderland last night. It was like his home was taunting him, telling him that he'd made the wrong decision to jump through the Looking Glass and now he was cut off and disconnected from everything he'd been familiar with.

The dream had left him unsettled and almost homesick but he was excellent at repressing that sort of thing and he had some other methods of dealing with any sort of bad feelings. After mixing himself a nice tea, he'd decided to get out of his flat for a bit. The weather was warm but not stifling so and the flamingos in the park were a bit like home, weren't they?

Sure, they didn't fly but that didn't matter. Hatter didn't really want to go flying anyway. He took a seat on a bench, legs stretched out in front of him. He'd picked up a copy of the local post and was paging through it idly.

It gave him something to do and get his mind on that wasn't Wonderland and home and his neglected tea shop.

[Open place and post]