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[ He stared at the screen for several tellingly long minutes before texting back. ]

dnt care gnna drink teh dshampo

[ He was very dedicated to his role. ]

Then I'll have to insist you get your own shampoo.

imm gONNa do itit

unleeeess

trad e

You want to make a trade.

[ What even Will. ]

shnapoo for..

iiiii'l get ya

you

yuo a diamndon rang

wiait

a.................... secret..........................................................................

[ Under any other circumstances she would have definitely accepted any kind of ring coming from him, but seeing as how he wasn't likely to remember it in the morning, she'll just focus on the last part. ]

What's the secret, Will?

dont kno yet

secrte 2 me aswel l

You'll have to settle for normal tea instead of my shampoo, then.

[ That's one of the weirder texts she's sent, she's sure. ]

pls yuor majesty

UOi

iuo

IOU

nail ed it

You couldn't afford that IOU, darling.

ah ah ah

conneccctions

nd they all liv in my hat

Do you have the hat right now?

its mine

I'll trade you for the shampoo.

excellent!

[ How had he even spelled that correctly? ]

thaaaaaaaank yuo

[ She's not even going to give him the nice shampoo, she just wants the Hatter's hat.

..Mostly because if Will gets drunk enough she's sure Jefferson won't appreciate what his hat gets used for. ]

You know where I live.

ii

 seey ou soon????? ithink

[ Hey, she got him to come over. Maybe. That's a good thing, right? ]

See you soon.

[ Okay, let's be real. It probably took forever for him to actually get there, and when finally he did he likely stood outside the door for roughly five minutes before remembering he had to knock.

Also, yes, he was wearing Jefferson's hat. ]

[ Probably. Anastasia was just doing her own thing while she waited for him. Namely making sure her expensive shampoo was somewhere safe, candies were out of reach of the drunk person, and trying to figure out a way to childproof the balcony.

So when he does knock, it still takes her half a minute to get to the door. When the door opens, the first thing he'll see is her smiling at him. Even if he was totally pissed off at her to get this drunk, she was hoping if he was coming over.. just maybe he'd be more okay with things. ]

Will!

[ At the sight of her, he immediately stepped back and gave his very best confused Jefferson frown. He pointed to the hat as if that was all she needed to know. ]

Nope, just me. Just Hatter.

[ He walked right past her and invited himself in, looking as if he was searching every possible surface for the shampoo. ]

Bubbly stuff. Where is it?

[ Sorry, Ana. Your Will is in another prison. ]

Have you checked the bathroom?

[ She wasn't going to let him drink it. ] I can make some tea if you'd rather just have that. By the way, he doesn't call himself Hatter. He prefers Jefferson. He's only the "Mad Hatter" if you're angry with him.

Yes. I check it every day, or so ya -- you tell me.

[ Just because she wouldn't let him didn't mean he wouldn't give it a bloody good try. ]

... right. Knew that. Anyway, no tea. Just what I came for.

[ He took the hat off and tossed it in the air a few times, which seemingly amused him a lot more than it ever should have. ]

Well you're drunk enough right now I'm going to have to play life guard if you try to bathe.

[ Ana wonders if she can just go fill an old shampoo bottle with something actually edible so that Will doesn't get sick if he's this determined.. ]

The only thing I'm here to swim in is tea, your Majesty.

[ Even if he was drunk, it was impossible to say those words without a touch of mockery.

Also, still playing with the hat. Up it goes, down it comes. So fun. ]

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