Poor Sunny was taking a lit class, and of course he had promised to help her whenever she needed it. He had already told her that next semester when it was his turn (when he had to take his science class), she would be the one helping him, and they'd be even. He had a feeling that he would need a hell of a lot more help in science than she would in lit. He left the door to his room propped open as he sat and idly looked over a text for one of his own classes.