Room of Colonel Alexey Boris Chencov

(OOC: This is a room template for active users on the site. you may furnish it as you please, just don't go to the extremes. Thank you and have a nice day.)-OW
(Bla Bla Bla templet with no description of the one bed one bath dorm room. Only get these rooms when approved. Bla Bla go decorate it now.)-LolaNova

Chencov walks into the room and throws himself down on the ruffled sheets of his bed. He takes a moment to look around at the room before him, the white walls and specially paved floors shone with what little light was in the room, at the wall parallel to him was a flag lain over a a table coverd in shot glasses and the pictures of fallen comrades above them. To his left was his bed side table, still holding bottles of various liquor, and to the right was a dresser, it was obviously old coverd in delicate patterns and chirping paint, and to the side of it, his piano and violin, he recalled the last time he played, it's been ages. He stood removing his coat to walk to the kitchen, he always wondered why he had a private kitchen, he checked to fridge, most of the food was expired but there was enough for him to bake something, he took out supplies and began to cook.