Now that they were all back in the ship and it had taken off again, Charley was finding herself more or less settled in. New planets were well and good, but nothing quite made her feel as safe as being back in the TARDIS. After some sleep, and breakfast, she decided to go and find something suitable to wear for the rest of the day. She was tired of her clothes. She wanted trousers.
Heading to the wardrobe room was actually much easier now that she had written herself a map. It was just easier that way, unless the TARDIS decided to act up and switch all the rooms. When she went inside though, she found that there was someone already there. Someone new.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize there was anyone in here," she gave a sheepish look. "Are you new?"