CHRIS HENDERSON

I was surprised to smell the well known stench of alcohol from Eric,s face. I walk over to my bunk and starts unpacking my bags.
However i only unpacked the necessary things. Some clothes a few things for hygiene, Some books and his music player. i also pulled out a bottle of red whine ,and two  glasses for taking shots.I Then turned around and took a closer look to Eric. He seemed like someone who had been a soldier for a very long time. The way he looked out of his eyes was enough to prove it. The metal arm just looked like a metal arm. It did not really impress me since he had seen a lot of them. i then sat on my bed and said." So you a drinker to?" i grinned and opened my coat showing all the booze it hid." Because i sure as hell am." I then filed the glasses and gave one of them to him." So how about you tell me your life story?" i then grinned and looked at him, waiting for a reply.