forum I want this to be sad and gay. Make me cry. O/O

Started December 04, 2018 by @SaltyLasagna

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Name: Lola Small
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Preferred Pronouns: She/her
Sexuality: Bi/pan, leans more toward females
Looks (include outfit): Short, dark olive skin, short black hair cut in a bob, t h i c c, usually wearing a bomber jacket with a roses embroidered on the shoulders, old band t-shirt and ripped jeans with combat boots
Personality (include likes/dislikes): sarcastic, can be kind of bitter, doesn't put up with anyone's bullshit, has a kind heart, likes to tease people, lowkey struggles with depression, loves her family and friends but doesn't say it enough
Backstory (optional):
Other (optional):

Darcy brushed their hair away from their forehead as they got out of their car closed the door. They walked up the walkway to Lola's house. The morning air was cold and Darcy wrapped their jacket tighter around them. It had officially been a year since they head their license, which meant it was officially the first day they would drive Lola to school. They rang the doorbell and waited.

Lola jumped when she heard her doorbell ring, quickly grabbing her bag and making her way to the door. Before she went outside, she smoothed down her hair and straightened her jacket without thinking, wanting to make herself look as well put together as possible. She opened a door and flashed a smile at her friend, Darcy.

“You ready to go?” Darcy asked, returning Lola’s smile, and holding up their keys.

She nodded and stepped out, closing the door behind her. "Congrats on getting your license, by the way."

"Thanks," they said, walking to their car. "And now I can drive my friends places." They opened the door for Lola with a flourish.

"Yes, and I can't thank you enough for that. I hated taking the bus." Lola smiled and slid into the passenger seat.

"It's no problem." Darcy smiled and closed her door, then walked around the car and slid in their own seat. They passed Lola an aux cord. "Pick the music?"

"Most of my music consists of depression and heartbreak, are you sure you want to listen to that?" Lola said with a sad laugh.

Darcy smiled as they started the car. "Well my music consists of musicals and you definitely don't wanna listen to that," they said, raising their eyebrows.

"I don't mind musicals," Lola protested. "In fact, I kind of like them, they're… interesting."

Darcy raised their eyebrows at Lola. "You wanna listen to musicals?" they asked skeptically.

"Well, sure. I really don't mind them," she said, picking at her nails as she spoke. "It's your car, anyway, you play whatever you like."

"It's my car but no one likes my music." They pulled out their phone and started looking through their music library, trying to find something not-bad.

"At least your music is actually happy. Most of the time, anyway," Lola sad with a chuckle.

"You'd be surprised," Darcy said, looking up from their phone. "You know, I don't mind depressing music. Just play something."

"You sure?" Lola asked, opening her phone to look through her playlists. "Maybe we can switch off or something."

Darcy smiled. "It's not that long of a drive." They started to pull on to the road. "But maybe we can listen to my music on the way home."

"Sounds fair," she said, finally choosing a song and putting her phone down.

Darcy smiled. They listened to the music and drove. As they got closer to school they asked, "I forget, are you going to the dance on Friday?"