“Things were better once,” He said late that night, bottles empty. 76 looked surprisingly sober given how much he drank, Hana drank slowly and much less than he did but by the end she was pretty smashed. “I miss him,” managed to stand up and place her hand comfortingly on the soldier’s shoulder. They both stumble out of the room, closing the door behind them. “Happy birthday Gabi” She hears 76 whisper softly as they bumble into the abandoned barracks nearby and each collapse onto an empty bed. They are old and dirty, but both soldiers are too drunk and tired to care.