The Pacific: We Dance On Our Graves With Our Bodies Below, R

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Title: We Dance on Our Graves with Our Bodies Below
Author: mytimehaspassed
Fandom: The Pacific
Rating: R
Pairings: Sledge/Snafu; Snafu/OCs
Warnings: Modern era AU; spoilers for the series
Notes: THIS IS WRITTEN BACKWARDS. So the beginning is the end and the end is the beginning. It was confusing to write, so if you're confused, I won't blame you. :)

Snafu drives to Mobile with a full tank of gas and half a pack of cigarettes and the rest of a bottle of Jack Daniels in his lap. He takes a swig for every car he passes, takes a swig for every two-story white plantation house swallowed by tall weeds, takes a swig for every song about heartbreak that comes on the radio. He smokes seven cigarettes before the sign for Mobile summons him off the highway, and smokes the other three at the top of Sledge’s long driveway, the car idling loudly and the radio off.