You know, four
hours after radio? Long enough for the CD to replay three times before she turned it off, the candles to burn down, the chicken to get cold, the phone to be picked up and then put down about five times because it was supposed to be a surprise, and the girl to fall asleep on top of the covers with the back of her dress still unfastened.
As you do.
[OOC: For the roomie. BFF. Person. Other girl. SP? Ahahahaha.]