“I went to inspect your sleeping units and it was a mess!” the Sergeant roared at the recruits who were taking deep breaths because of the tedious exercise they were given.
“They were cloths littered everywhere, shoes not neatly arranged and beds unmade. Where do you think you are? Home?”
He got silence as an answer until Alice spoke up. “Technically Serge, you said once that the Military is our new home so…yeah we are home.”
“ALICE!” wailed the recruits.
The Serge sighed and pinched his nose bridge. “You all know the drill right?”
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