As you walk back to your room you see someone posted a notice on your door, you pull it down to see what it said. "Due to space issues you will have a roommate staying in your living quarters, your new roommate will be assigned to you by the end of the day" was typed on the note, you sigh. You knew this day would happen sometime because these living quarters were designed for three people to live in them, not for one person only. You walk inside and throw the paper on your bed and then head to the shower to clean off from your run, you get out and put on a set of combat fatigues followed by your sidearm on your right leg, you grab your patrol cap and walk down to the mess to get some breakfast.
You grab a tray of food and take a seat near the back of the mess away from everyone else and begin eating. You see something in the corner of your eye making you look up from your food and see your squad leader sitting across the table from you. First sergeant Paul Grimes was a male anthro wolf about your height, and if you had to guess, had been in the service three years longer than you. "Morning First sergeant" you say as he sits down, "I just got word that we might be heading out on a patrol sometime today, so I need you to head down to the armory and sign out your rifle and hold on to it for the day, but if 05:00 tomorrow rolls around and we don't go, bring it back." he says, "ok, off topic question, do you know anything about me getting a roommate?" you ask him, he starts to shake his head, but stops, "actually yes, we got a new platoon in and so we had to give people roommates to make space" he says.
He gets up from the table and leaves, you finish your breakfast in quiet and then leave toward the armory to retrieve your rifle. You grab your rifle and head to the range to practice for a little and then after that the day was the usual routine except you had your empty rifle slung around your chest, it made doing things like your laundry a little difficult.
*later that day*
You wake on your bed from a short nap, you look at your clock and it said 17:45(5:45), "they should have specified what time my roommate was getting here" you think to yourself. You reach over and pick up your rifle and walk over to your desk, you roll out a rubber mat and pull out some cleaning tools and begin taking the rifle apart to clean it. You put in some earbuds and listen to your music while you work, you remove the bolt assemble and take it apart then you wipe off all the grease then take a metal brush and start cleaning off all the carbon from the piston head. After brushing away built up carbon for a few hours you fell a tap on your shoulder, you pull out an earbud and turn around to see Sheila standing there, "do you need something?" you ask, "no" she says, "so what is it then?" you ask confused, "I'm your new roommate," she says.
"Oh" you say surprised, " well take any bed you want except mine" you say, she nods and throw her gear on the bed across from yours, you turn back to your rifle and finish cleaning it, you put it back together and walk over to your locker and store it in there making sure to lock the door. You walk into the bathroom to clean the grease and carbon flakes off your hands, as you walk out you see that Sheila has already finished unpacking, "I'm heading to the mess for dinner, want to come?" you ask, "I'll be down later she says. You shrug and leave toward the mess hall and grab some food in a to-go box and head back to your room so that you are not that far from your rifle if you get called out.
You return to your quarters and see that your new roommate wasn't here so you walk over to your desk and throw your feet up on the desk, you open your laptop and put in headphones and start a movie to watch while you eat. Half way through the movie you finish eating, as you finish the rest of the movie you begin to feel tired so you close the laptop and flop down on your bed and drift off to sleep.
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