Can she and the Mad Hatter save Wonderland before the Queen of Hearts ruins it all?
“Honestly, March! Sit down! You’ll wear a hole in the floor!” The young man in question looked at his friend, wringing his hands nervously. He brushed his light golden-brown hair out of his emerald eyes and sat down. The young man already sitting poured him a cup of tea and gave him a weird look, his blue-purple eyes narrowing in suspicion. “March Hare, have you been drinking coffee again?” March, the young man with the slightly big ears and the nervous twitching, looked at the wall guiltily. “N-No. I h-haven’t b-b-been drinking a-any c-c-c-coffee. I-I d-don’t know w-what you’re talking a-a-about, H-H-Hatter.” Hatter, the other young man, the one with dark brown hair peeping out from under the brim of a black and blue silken top hat, sighed. “Bloody hell, March! You know you’re not supposed to drink that stuff! You know what it does! It’s worse than what happens when you have about twenty cups of tea!” Hatter’s handsome face had an irritated look seemingly etched into it. March looked
