empires smp life series hermitcraft oneshots! REQUESTS OPEN!

First completed oneshot let's go! Ik it's short but I had a sudden spark of energy and this was the longest you were getting.
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Pearl sat in her tower, staring out of the window. The death of Tilly had altered her as a person. Tilly had not deserved to die. And had Pearl perhaps stopped being so selfish, Tilly might still be here, snuggled up next to her, and Pearl wouldn't be sat with unkempt hair, and a black hoodie drowned in tears.

She looked at the moon, which was currently the only thing that got her. The moon blared brightly in her face, and then it hit her. She couldn't sit here moping in bed. She couldn't just stay isolated night after night. That's what Scott would want. The man who had abandoned her, left her heart shattered, would be happy at the thought of Pearl suffering, after he left her.

She threw the blanket off the bed and stood up, it was time for a change. She opened her wardrobe door with one hand and pulled her black hoodie off with the other. After a moment, she managed to wrangle the hoodie off of her and shove it into her wardrobe, pulling out a hanger. The hanger wore none other than a red hoodie. A red hoodie known as a part of her red entourage. Despite her eyes and name still holding the colour of green, her heart felt more than ready to become red.

With a grin, she took the hoodie off the hanger and wrapped it around herself. She looked across to the mirror, she looked perfect, excluding the fact she hadn't slept in days and her hair was a mess. She gave a little twirl and then stared directly into her own reflection. Some may say her eyes had flickered red in that moment, some may say it was trick of the light.
She plopped her hands into her pockets and whispered. "Something wicked this way comes."