Emmett is a fictional character, a pseudonym, a living creature, a person with feelings, an artist, a broken heart, a nice guy, a bad guy, a friend, a dreamer, and many other things.
He was born in November early in the morning which turned out to be his favorite time to be a creative asshole. He likes to stay up late and blur out words. He bleeds death just as much he bleeds life.
He loves and he hates. Sometimes both at the same time. He remembers and he cares. Sometimes he even rhymes. There is no dishonest bone in his body, considering that the body is hers. She is a temple, he is a hurricane.
He lives in her, therefore she wrights.