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unknownseas2022-07-16 11:22 pm
inaclearing) wrote in unknownseas2022-07-16 11:22 pm
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don't go breaking my heart
[Well. All that sure happened!
Brett hasn't done much for one of these post-trial gatherings thus far, but he's been trying very hard to be functional lately, and...well, the fact that so many other people aren't okay right now just makes that all the more important. So he'll go around telling people, or slipping notes under doors if need be:]
We're going to have some food at the bar, if anyone wants it.
- Brett & Joy
[It feels a little weird to have it there, but...let's be honest. He expects quite a few people will be passing through the bar of the own accord tonight. They may as well not drink on empty stomachs.
There's not a ton going on. Brett's figured out how to turn the light-up dance floor off - it seemed a little inappropriate. Despite being hosted at the bar, Brett hasn't actually set out any alcohol; there's tamagoyaki and a big vat of chicken noodle soup sitting on some tables in the middle of the room, as well as tea for anyone who wants a drink that isn't alcoholic. Everyone who does want to drink can serve themselves. Also, someone has draped a rainbow pride flag over the bar? It seems appropriate given who's throwing the party, at least, and he didn't really have it in his to stop Joy, so.
You're free to turn on some music, if you want. Brett couldn't pick anything out on the jukebox, it seems.]
Brett hasn't done much for one of these post-trial gatherings thus far, but he's been trying very hard to be functional lately, and...well, the fact that so many other people aren't okay right now just makes that all the more important. So he'll go around telling people, or slipping notes under doors if need be:]
We're going to have some food at the bar, if anyone wants it.
- Brett & Joy
[It feels a little weird to have it there, but...let's be honest. He expects quite a few people will be passing through the bar of the own accord tonight. They may as well not drink on empty stomachs.
There's not a ton going on. Brett's figured out how to turn the light-up dance floor off - it seemed a little inappropriate. Despite being hosted at the bar, Brett hasn't actually set out any alcohol; there's tamagoyaki and a big vat of chicken noodle soup sitting on some tables in the middle of the room, as well as tea for anyone who wants a drink that isn't alcoholic. Everyone who does want to drink can serve themselves. Also, someone has draped a rainbow pride flag over the bar? It seems appropriate given who's throwing the party, at least, and he didn't really have it in his to stop Joy, so.
You're free to turn on some music, if you want. Brett couldn't pick anything out on the jukebox, it seems.]
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[It's quiet.]
She's the only one who's ever promised me that just because she wanted to. It's always just been an obligation for people otherwise. I'm not saying I should matter more than anyone she cares about back home, but...
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[Well, it's sort of clear now, what "you'll".]
Guess it didn't help. But you're not wrong to be upset. All we really have right now is each other. I'm sure this is - ha, one of those wrong expectations that'll get me killed, but - if we can't try to trust in that even a little, we don't have anything.
She set herself up to fail. I guess that's how she managed to care about everybody involved. But it doesn't feel any better knowing that.
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So if it's going to get you killed, it's likely to do the same to me.
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[He lets his head drop back against the wall, searching mentally for a moment.]
"Life is disappointment. It affects you because you have the opposite expectation. You expect everything should work out in your best interest. You’re a good person, you deserve it. But nature doesn’t care about your expectations."
Ha, I've listened to those interview recordings a million times. Transcribing those things is a pain. [He sobers again, returning to running a thumb over Blake's head.] He wasn't wrong - about the woods. But he was always so...apart from everyone else. He'd have survived something like this, but he'd have done it by...holing up somewhere. Pushing everyone away. I'm not sure that's any way to live, either.
[For all that Brett feels himself emulating it at times. In emotional distance, if nothing else.]