He went back to the bedroom, thinking he needed more civilian clothes as he threw on boxers and a pair of jeans. Alice said there were good sales on just then, but Jake always hated shopping and he couldn’t stomach the idea of crowded stores with their typically blaring music.
He splashed water on his face and brushed his teeth. He’d given in to Alice’s nagging and finally got his hair cut a couple months ago, and it was still short enough that he didn’t really have to do anything to it. He went back to the bed, pulled his dog tags out from under the pillow, and put them on, making sure the chain was hidden under the collar of his T-shirt.