[Brett takes a while to arrive at the party. Immediately after the execution, he escorts Dandy to the clinic - drags him there, if need be - and then goes to the garden to collect some white flowers as promised.
He washed his hands in the clinic. He isn't just walking around soaked in blood, you know? But it's still on his shirt and beneath his nails, tacky and drying. He still had to do first aid on a stab wound today, and two more people are dead.
You may find him kneeling on the grass here with an arm pressed over his mouth, taking his own deep-breathing advice.
Eventually, though, he picks himself up. After giving the flowers to Dandy, or at least leaving them where they can be found, he goes upstairs and takes the world's longest shower. It's only a while after that that he actually shows up in the ice cream parlor, wearing the green embroidered jacket Forrest made him and toting several plates stacked high with pancakes, for whatever reason. Some of them are funfetti; some have berries.]
Just in case anyone wants...something a little closer to real food.
[It's still not exactly there, but it's probably better than only eating ice cream? Brett's just gonna make himself a soda float, take a few pancakes, hang out here for a while. He does look a lot better now that he's had time to clean himself up and, presumably, freak out a little in private!]
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He washed his hands in the clinic. He isn't just walking around soaked in blood, you know? But it's still on his shirt and beneath his nails, tacky and drying. He still had to do first aid on a stab wound today, and two more people are dead.
You may find him kneeling on the grass here with an arm pressed over his mouth, taking his own deep-breathing advice.
Eventually, though, he picks himself up. After giving the flowers to Dandy, or at least leaving them where they can be found, he goes upstairs and takes the world's longest shower. It's only a while after that that he actually shows up in the ice cream parlor, wearing the green embroidered jacket Forrest made him and toting several plates stacked high with pancakes, for whatever reason. Some of them are funfetti; some have berries.]
Just in case anyone wants...something a little closer to real food.
[It's still not exactly there, but it's probably better than only eating ice cream? Brett's just gonna make himself a soda float, take a few pancakes, hang out here for a while. He does look a lot better now that he's had time to clean himself up and, presumably, freak out a little in private!]