He wanted just long enough for her to lock the door before starting his way down the hall and to his own room. "I forgot," he said, his eyes rolling off to the side as he thought about it. Yeah, he really couldn't remember, even though he knew just how long he had to get her ready five minutes ago. Memory was a fickle mistress.

"We've got plenty of time. Let's just say seven," he added. They reached his door and quickly unlocked and opened it. He waved her in and came behind her to close it. He didn't bother with the lock and just went back to his room. He opened his closet and took out some shirts that no longer fit him.

"Which color do you like?" He held up four of different colors and patterns.

[[Awww yeah mun laziness you get to pick the color and pattern 8D]]