Nix walked towards Murdoc's room. She hesitated at the door, then inhaled deeply and turned the knob. Painful memories came back. She'd done this same thing three months ago. She stepped in and nearly cut her bare feet on the broken glass on the floor from when he'd thrown the bottle at the door. She walked through the dark, feeling her way with extended arms and prodding toes. She kicked something, and she picked it up. It was a completely full beer bottle. The Murdoc she knew would never leave booze untouched, unless......Had he given up drinking.....just for her?
She continued on, then saw him lying on his bed on his back, snoring light