May
```creaks door open```
Donna
Once she arrived to her doorside of the room, before anything she peeked her head out her room to make sure anything that was private wasn't out. "One second," Rita got into her room realizing that maybe a few things were out, she closed it quickly before Quinton could enter. Spare clothes, her open suitcase and all that was quickly put away tucked under her bed or into her closet. Then the desk area she quickly set up her laptop. After all that rustling, she opened the door.

 "You can enter now! Forgot to do some spring cleaning," Rita laughed then sat to where her workspace was. She tapped onto the side of the laptop waiting for it to load, then clicked through several tabs. "I don't have other chairs, but if you want the floor isn't too bad of a place."
Wade
Once she turned around, Quinton would be seen in her domain, roaming around as the door that was slammed in his face slowly swung outwards, making a soft creak. His eyes scanned around her room, before shifting to her. ''Hope you know its rude to close the door in someone's face.'' The boy smirked, folding his arms. His body leaned back against her tabel, practically watching her cram stuff in her suitcase. 

Clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth, he turned his attention towards all of Zap's stuff in the corner. His nose crinkled, letting out a soft, irritated sneer. Jealous was thick in the air. Best if he kept his mouth shut. ''So, what exactly do you have instore for me, Ms. Rita?" He arm reached over, gripping the back of a chair that was near the table. With one yank, it was yeeted in front of him, the four legs facing inwards towards him. He sat down in it backwards, folding his arms over the top of the back of the chair. His expression held a intrigued expression as he waited for her to tell him what she had to say.
Donna
Rita noticed the little noises that was coming from Quinton. He was looking at the bathroom, to which the side of her room was connected to. She shared a joint room with her roommate which was connected between a bathroom and the door tends to barely be closed unless one or the other was occupying the bathroom. "Ah does it smell here?" She pointed out to him curiously. "Joking, joking." Rita looked back to monitor of her laptop waiting for the tabs to load. As she waited she rummaged through her drawers just to find a script of that specific lecture. 

She went through the very back of the pile of papers and took out a rather thin looking binder. Just in time for lecture! Rita loaded the slide and shifted her chair to Quinton's direction as well as shifting the laptop to his direction as well. She had a little remote to the side and grinned. "Usually lectures would be maybe more than an hour long but I'll give you a quick breakdown. So imagine this, you're a tourist right? Visiting a region equivalent to the beauties of let's say the Alola region," Rita went on showing him pictures of a tropical landscape. There was vibrant green rice terraces and bushy trees.