Author: As MM suggested, here is a drabble about a character that you know less about. I'm not sure how I like it, but here it goes.
Concrete
What do you do when you like someone? What do say when that someone is despised by your friends? Do you stand up to them? Or do you hurt him until the breaking point? Lola gently ran her fingers through his hair, humming softly. There were many things she had done wrong. Most of them circled around Andrew. She hadn't stopped him from laying in the cement. She had waited before calling. Lola had faltered before coming to him.
She leaned down, gently pressing her lips to his. She had, with little time to spar, overcome the things she had thought were so concrete. To her friends, it might mean nothing in the end. To her and Andrew, to the doctor's around her, overcoming the mountains meant everything.
