VOCI (On Hold)

Entry 11

Nicolas

The other twin. The man-bun dude. The other day incident.

I could describe him in many ways. He's the guy version of her sister after all.

But earlier tonight, I saw him as a drunk guy, so drunk he could barely stand.

It was 10pm when it happened.

I got downstairs to have some water when I saw Nadia helping her brother get up. He was lying on the floor, sleeping.

I asked her if she needs help, she said yes.

I grabbed Nicolas' left arm while Nadia's on the right. We lifted his arms to make him stand and gosh he was heavy. Then we hanged his arms on our shoulders and walked towards his room near the kitchen.

It's a good thing his room was downstairs. If not I would have recommended Nadia to just place him in the couch.

Nadia opened the door while I hold him. Beside from the fact that he was heavy, I can smell the alcohol and vomit in his body. I could barely stand the odor honestly.

After 15 long minutes, he's in his bed.

We stared at him, he's sleeping like a baby but drunk.

Nadia sighed, "I thought he quit drinking last week."

"Really?", I asked.

"Yeah but he wasn't like this before. Ever since his girlfriend broke up with him, he's been like that."

"And when was that?"

"Three months ago."

That time, I saw myself in him when I was broken minus the drunkenness.

He's having a hard time moving on. I know that feeling, the feeling of nothingness. Like there's no meaning in my life anymore, I'm only existing.

I'm done with that phase anyway. That's why I went here in Italy, to forget totally.