*ding, ding* The bell above the shop's door rang when the door slowly opened, ‘Hatter, are you,’ a hat fell down from the sky and landed on Fenrir’s head and interrupted him. ‘What in the world,’ he took it off and started to inspect it. It was a bordeaux red bowler with a gold accent around the edges. ‘No no no, that hat is not right for you at all’ Fenrir looked up trying to find where that voice came from, ‘but what wo...
