I was one of the boys in this room, but the offender was my roommate. His bed and dresser met a the corner of the room leaving a perfect space for a small trashcan. He could throw trash toward the foot of the bed and make it into the can every time. Except he never emptied it. The can filled, then the enclosed space filled, then it began to spill onto the foot of his bed. And he would just sleep like that. Kick the garbage back, pull the covers, and zonk.