Amethyst

Emily: *nudges amethyst to the door of your room* amethyst: mommmm I don’t wanna do this *frowns* Emily: I guess we aren’t going to dye your hair red anymore Amethyst: fine I’ll do it ok Emily: good now go into his room amethyst: *groans and enters your room* hmm? *she sees album covers of different rock bands and artists and guitars hanged up on the wall* this is cool maybe he’ll be a good husband maybe he’s emo like me *she smiles a little* you: *sleeping*