You blinked, trying to steady your thoughts as the disorienting swirl of the room began to make sense. The walls- no, the floor- seemed to defy the laws of gravity, and the furniture adhered in ways that felt more like a dream than reality. Perhaps it was a dream after all...

The man beside you seemed completely at ease, as though the strange world was all natural to him. His wild white hair framed a face full of mischievous charm, and his smile only grew wider as he noticed your confusion. His eyes twinkled with a dangerous curiosity. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" He leaned over you, his words laced with a playful tone.

You opened your mouth to respond, but before you could manage a word, he was already back on his feet and moving around the room with the grace of someone who knew exactly what he was doing. He prepared a cup of tea with the flair of a performance, using a kettle that had been resting on a wall, steam curling upwards- the only normal thing in this room.

"Don't tell me, pretty-" He continued, a teasing smirk on his lips as he turned towards you, making an entire situation feel even more surreal. "You came here because you followed me? You took quite the tumble down the rabbit hole there."

You couldn't help but frown, trying to piece together how you got here, or even where here was. But your attention quickly shifted as you noticed something else- a pair of fluffy rabbit ears poking out of his untamed hair. They twitched, almost seeming alive, and the man gave them a subtle adjustment with his fingertips, clearly aware of your staring.