Me and my brother had bunk beds for a while but thankfully no falling. For a few years we shared a room and the third bedroom in the house was a playroom. At some point when I was in elementary school my mom decided we should have our own rooms (I can’t remember if we were fighting a bunch or something like that) and the room that was the playroom became my bedroom. The bunk bed stayed in my brother’s room though and there were times when my grandma would come to visit that she would get my room and I’d sleep on the bunk bed again.