day 77: night: audio/action for samandriel

[charring]

[So, Charlie still feels off after being away for a few days. Shaken, sure. Headachy from stress. She'd stayed in her room for a bit, didn't say much and then on the evening of the 77th day, she simply left her room and went outside, settling on the steps with device in hand.

The message is private, one simple sentence for a new friend.]

Samandriel, are you busy or can I give you that tour of our lovely town?

[By lovely, she means she hates it here as the tone implies. But, new friends are new friends and she made a promise.]