King: we haven't seen the movie in years so don't blame us if it is out of character
Hatter: we are doing our best. It's not like we own anything...
(Lizzy's POV)
I still hade a bitter after taste from the alcohol the night before and that spacial reminder that I got really, really drunk.
"Oh god what a hang over"I sat up. This was not my room... this wasn't a bed room at all I was on a table at a bar, I didn't remember going to a bar. I collected my things and walked out if there trying to avoid everyone I saw. I really didn't want to deal with people at the moment... it looked like I came with someone and they left because the parking lot was empty. So with a lack of money I walked home. It was around noon when I got home I locked the door behind me and flopped on the coach only to get back up again to a knock at the door.
"I'm coming..." I sat back down, "Wait no I'm not go away!"
"If you say so snot face I'll go."
"Snot face only one person calls me that... Drop Dead Fred!"
"How did you guess or did you finally get out of first grade" he said mockingly I swung the door open as fast as I could and hugged him so tight that he could have died right then and there.
"Oh god I've missed you" I loosened and he pat my back.
"I missed you to Snot face" he said in his childish tone.
"Are you really here or do I still look crazy to every one around me" I paused "Or am I just going crazy for real this time." I looked up at him he still was in that green suit.
"People cam see me if that's what you mean I'm not sure what that douse for you looking crazy or not" I let go of him.
"Why don't you come in"
"I don't wanna I wanna go play pirates on that lady's boat again" he crossed his arms
"God I missed you." I said quietly to myself "You sunk that boat" He paused trying to think of a come back when he failed to think of one he shrugged and walked in and flopped down on my couch putting his feet up on it. This might just be that nightmare again... that must be it. This can't be real can it? He's not really here. He can't be...