In the room.
Ivana Bennett put down her backpack, stretching her slightly sore arms in a big yawn.
Picking up the four completed design drafts on the table, she nodded in satisfaction.
She placed the design drafts on the table, yawned lightly, and glanced at the alarm clock on the desk.
The time showed, 3:52 AM.
"I'm so hungry!"
Rubbing her stomach, Ivana tiptoed out of the room, got the blueberry mousse that Summer Gardner had brought her from the fridge, pinched a strawberry from it and put it in her mouth, and poured herself a glass of milk to heat in the microwave.
Having warmed the milk, she carried the food upstairs, threw the bothersome tablet onto the bed, took a bite of the cake, took a sip of the warm milk, and sighed in satisfaction.
Her sight swept over the tablet on the table. She casually forked a piece of cake into her mouth, her hand reached over and gently pressed the wake-up key.
By this time, that guy should have left, right?