Ghost grabbed a sheet and a comforter from the piles laying in the corner of the room. The dark olive drab blanket felt a bit itchy, prompting him to grab a second sheet to shield him. The three folded objects were put down on his bunk, located midway between the two entrances, and on top to mention the best.
Ghost began to throw on the sheet onto the top bunk and flattened it out with his palms. It reminded him of home as he tucked the fluttering edges under the mattress. Next came the second sheet, which he folded down a little from the head of the bunk. Then finally, the itchy blanket. He tucked it's edge under the fold he made for the head.
"Good job Ghost." He patted himself on the back. The last thing to do was to get a pillow, which was back in the corner. He quickly retrieved one and climbed onto his bunk, placing the pillow under his head as he laid back onto his well made bed.
"Just like home." His eyes began to grow heavy as he fell into a deep dozing state.
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