There's a bathroom (sans shower) between the bedroom and this little nook.
Fridge station. Someone apparently fancies tabasco sauce. Is anyone else noticing the monitors in every corner of the room?
And of course, the lockers. But wait! Where's Kyle's locker? Oh, that's right. He doesn't have one. What's a boy gotta do to get him one? Looks like wait until one becomes available or take matters into his own hands and roam the hospital in search of one.
As lacking as this room appears, do we really expect anything else? Even though I am rearranging, decluttering and decorating in my head the whole time I'm there, I guarantee you Kyle (and the other guys, most likely) don't give a rip what it looks like... as long as they have a place to crash.