Bunk Mates (Jeremy W., John H., and Tom E. ONLY)

[johnhoward]

John walked into his new barracks area. On one of his shoulders was his M1 Garand, and on the other was his duffel bag. John walked into the cramped area and headed to Room 104B. When he got to the door he knocked. He heard no reply so he went on in. John saw two of the 4 bunks with blankets and covers on them. John decided on taking one of the empty top bunks and limbed up and began making his bed. He was busy setting up his area and noticed a little area for him to put his personal belongings on that was above his bunk head area. In the little are John put a a picture of his family. Then he put up a picture of himself and his girlfriend before he shipped out. Her name was Nancy Hawthorne. She was in his High School Class. John then put up a bottle a Scotch that he was given to by his father. He was nearly all settled in when he looked across the area and noticed an area for him to put his clothes. He hung up all of his clothes. He looked at his empty dress uniform and sighed. He put it up with the rest of his clothes. He looked back at his M1 and decided to clean it on top of his bunk. He was an expert at cleaning his rifle and it took him about 15 minutes. THen he walked over to the room's only desk and sat down. At the desk he picked up a pen and pulled out a sheet of paper and decided to writed a letter to his family. It began:

Dear Family,

I am doing well here at the base. I got here today on a rainy day. Tonight I set up my bunk and cleaned my weapon. I have not seen any of my roommates yet, but I hope to soon. I have put up my pictures of the family and I'm about to head to the mess area for dinner. I hope to see my bunk mates there. I am not busy yet, but I will be in the near future. When ever I get a pass home I will either call you or send a letter before I go.

Your loving Son and Brother,
John C. Howard


OOC: I am ending my post now I might modify it later, but feel free to reply Tom and Jeremy.

[jeremywaddington]

Jeremy was in the mess area and was about to have his dinner but he then remembered that he'd left some vital equipment in his room, Jeremy dashed through the corridor toward room 104B.

Jeremy then opened the door quickly and grabbed a couple of things he would need for his next training session. He dashed about the room franticly looking for his watch that he always forgot to put on.
'Were is that watch of mine?' he cursed under his breath, finally he found it and dashed out again without even seeing John.

Five minutes later when he arrived back at the mess area he found a huge line waiting for dinner.
'Now that's just great, first at the front of the line, now at the back of the line.' Jeremy was now cursing himself wildly under his breath.

After a couple of minutes of trying to calm himself down, but completely failing, he finally got his dinner and with a smile he took the food that was given to him. He was now starving, this morning he came to late and found that they had finished serving breakfast so then for most of the day he lived on apples and chocolate bars which was not very filling for someone so active as him. He sat down next to Jack Daniels and a couple of his other friends, but didn't say a word, all he did was stuff his face with as much food as he could possible fit in his mouth. He didn't care how revolting he looked, all he did was eat and eat and eat until he'd finished and then said.
'I think I'll try and get some more dinner'
Jeremy suddenly left Jack's side and joined the line again hoping he could fill that huge, hungry stomach of his up to bursting point.

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

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Oh good God! One, that's it, just one.

-JT