Part 6 of the story...

(open to ben with head phones on, laughing at stand up comedy routine on YouTube.)

Long about mid-laugh there is a knock at the door followed by a loud "Formation" call coming from most likely the barrell chested and equally hairy LT from the otherside of the hall. Ben quickly takes out his headphones, puts his laptop into sleep mode and grabs his uniform top. Moving gingerly down the hall, zipping up his ACU coat as he walks down the stairs. He can feel the excitement of the coming weekend building up.
"Hey Paine! What are you doing this weekend?" Knowles asked.
"You don't remember, I told you earlier. I'm heading to the Braves game." Paine responds.
"oh yea, totally forgot, we still planning on having some beers if your plans change", says Knowles.
Ben responds, "Now worries, I'll call you on Sunday for lunch or beers during the game."
Knowles in classic style throws out, "Sounds good. Your still a pussy for not coming out this weekend!"
"Fuck Off!" Ben said with a smile on his face, extending his middle finger to enfasize his point.

All the LT's gather together in their various platoon formations four squads with each having ten soldiers in them.

2LT Paine stood rigidly at the position of attention, anxiously awaiting the one amazing command. The student platoon sgt sounded off with a loud "DISMISSED" unable to hold back his own smile. 2LT Paine and his classmates sounded off in return with an enthusiastic "HOOAH" followed by random cheering and the dull murmering of conversations about the various fomrs of debatchery that would take place during the weekend. 2LT Paine makes his way back to the barracks, removing his ACU cover as he crossed the theshold of the doorway, moving happily up the two flight of stairs back to the hallway his room is located along. Smiling he entered his room as the rush of cold air hit his face being pumped out by the AC...