After a long day of getting oriented with the military base, there is only one thing on your mind. Bed. Gosh, you wanted to nap so badly.

The instant you were dismissed off to find your own bunks, you were off. You didn’t even have the energy to care who you would possibly have to share a bunk with, right now, you just wanted to sleep.

When you entered your sector, you found your designated bunk. On the top bunk lay a messy-haired, grunge looking soldier.

One of the new recruits like yourself.

He looked equally tired, rather than disturbing him with an introduction, you went over to the bottom bunk.

Kolby, huffed, watching you crawl under the covers.

“So you’re my bunkmate?”

He scoffed.

How’d you even get past training. Never thought enlisting would entail sharing bunks with a string bean. Gosh, how’d this runt even survive training? He thought as he eyed you with an icy gaze.