There were 4 bunks in this room. 10 rooms in total, equaling 40 cadets. Well, 39 plus me. I was the first into the room, and I immediately claimed one of the top bunks.

  I took out some things before I put my stuff inside a bunk locker, then headed outside. We had some time, an hour, before our first class. I leaned back against the wall, and took out a cigarette.

  I lit it, and closed my eyes, enjoying the stillness. Admittedly, I should probably not be smoking, but hey, I don't really care. But I would keep it in moderation though, no need to hurt my lungs worse.

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  I coughed, hard. I put out my cigarette and grabbed my inhaler. I hit it, and slowly, my coughing stopped. Ok, note to self, if I want to smoke, do the smooth shit. I have officers pay, might as well get cigars or something. Or quit... Nah, fuck that. Cigars it was.

  I threw the butt away, and went back inside. I headed to my room, and carelessly threw the door open. I got an eye full of boob from some dumbass changing in front of the door.

  "Nice view, now move it please." I state. She squeaked, and moved aside. I paid the kid no mind. I moved over to my locker, opened it and threw my cigarettes in. I turned and the ki- Woman. The woman was staring at me.

  "Yes?" I ask flatly.

  "Uh, nothing." She says, meekly. The two others were just watching, staring nonplussed.

  I pause, then sigh. "Sorry bout just walking in. I'll knock next time if it bothers ya so much. But I advise you get used to it. No privacy on a battlefield." I say, then head off to my first class.