category: daily drabble
disclaimer: I don't own Band of Brothers. This is entirely fictional and based off the characters as portrayed in the miniseries, not the men themselves. I mean no offense to these men, whom I respect very much.
He doesn't sleep anymore; he simply lapses into alcohol induced unconsciousness. Usually he's at least in bed by the time it overtakes him; I think he's trying to further the illusion for all of us.
He's failing. For all of us.
I lie down between his body and the cold dirt wall of the foxhole, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. He tips the flask to his mouth and I can hear him swallow. "S'empty." It's a slur, barely audible.
It's disheartening, even painful, to remember Nix as he was at Camp Toccoa, still a drunk but not like this.