[ anne has seen approximately nothing close to any of this technology prior to arriving here, though the thing she's looking at currently (it's a boombox) vaguely makes her think of the radio and dashboard in her truck. ]
[ so... maybe it plays music? it doesn't feel like the worst leap of logic. ]
[ she runs her fingers along the buttons and finds one labeled 'on/off.' she presses it on, and it starts to play a song through tinny speakers. it's not loud, but it certainly echoes in the nearby vicinity for anyone to hear. ]
[ the disgruntlement on her face is not subtle, and she looks away from the device down the aisle towards the white haired kid playing around with the walkman - she learned what that was earlier. ]
stop. technology time.
[ so... maybe it plays music? it doesn't feel like the worst leap of logic. ]
[ she runs her fingers along the buttons and finds one labeled 'on/off.' she presses it on, and it starts to play a song through tinny speakers. it's not loud, but it certainly echoes in the nearby vicinity for anyone to hear. ]
[ the disgruntlement on her face is not subtle, and she looks away from the device down the aisle towards the white haired kid playing around with the walkman - she learned what that was earlier. ]