I rolled my eyes, of course it was 5.30. Hearing Daisy shout from the end of the room, I assumed the bathrooms were just as bad as the beds. With a sigh, I peeled off my top and looked down at my arm. Too tired to even think about doing anything right now, I slid on the new grey shirt and buttoned it up before changing my pants. Picking up the belt, I fitted it around my waist and buckled it tight. Looking around I tried to deduct what the other soldiers were doing with their old clothes but I had no idea. Was there somewhere we could wash them? I didn't want to just chuck them out.