Morning Snapshot: Corin

Corin is awake and driving as the sun rises. Her dash is covered in an array of dials and meters that seem to have been tacked on as an afterthought. Her music is much quieter than usual. It’s a CD her parents kept from Before, so she’s taken good care of it throughout her travels. The song is something hard and punchy that doesn’t match the calm of the moment at all; she finds the noise comforting. One of the windows is rolled down slightly so she can savor the cooler morning temperature. She sees the Park in the distance and smiles to herself. She comes bearing gifts.