001 ➳ text; d.dixon

[dirtyredneck]

[He's been here a little bit. Hasn't engaged much. Figured he was having one hell of a fever dream after getting bit. Course, he couldn't remember getting bit, but what else could it have been? Only it hadn't gone away and the food he'd been eating seemed real enough and the people he'd been ignoring acted offended enough to be real, too.

So... maybe it was real. Weirder shit had happened.

And if it was, it might do him some good to actually start figuring his own shit out. Including how to actually use this thing.]

I ain't never used one of these
smart phones I think they're called
before. They had them before but I never
anyway I only ever had a flip phone
one I could text on.
How's this thing work?

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[bringbackgold]

[ Otabek shrugs. He has no idea why this is the case, so there's no way he could start to explain. He only knows things about phones from experience. He's always had to use them for social media and things. You just pick things up. ]

Who knows.

[ The answer comes simply, but he's glad (even if it doesn't show on his face) that Daryl has figured this part out. Being able to set an alarm was a helpful trick. ]

You can even add multiple alarms.