OOC: Just thought of this, for the sake of ease, let's all have bathrooms connected to our dorms with showers and stuff.
Max: Max looked down at the floor. I guess I should unpack, she thought. She reluctantly got up and pulled the package out from under her bed and opened it. Then she opened what she thought to be the closet door and found it was a walk in closet. She hung up her uniform and dropped her shoes on the floor. Then she pulled out the first suitcase and opened it up. She grabbed her second pair of tennis shoes(the first she is wearing), her combat boots, and a pair of flats and dropped them next to her uniform mary janes. She unpacked the rest of that suitcase, hung up the clothes, and shoved the suitcase under the bed. Most of the things Max owns are blue, black, or a dark sharde of some other color. Max pulled out the other suitcase. She took a few clothing ites out and put them out, but the suitcase was mostly filled with other things. She was about to shove this suitcase underneath the bed, but grabbed a framed photo out of the bed and placed it on the nightstand. It showed Max's parents, both in army uniforms. Her dad had black hair the same shade as Max's and brown eyes. Her mother's hair was golden blond, but she had the same blue eyes as Max. And a three year old Max was standing in front of them, with a short black bob f curls and a big smile. They appeared to be at a Veteran's day parade. Max loved and hated this picture. She loved it because it reminded her of better times, but she hated it because it was the last picture of her mother.