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I ain't all bad

saw this prompt on tumblr and just yeah

Camila's very strict with her schedule. Not that she like, freaks out if she doesn't get something done as she would like to, but she's set in her ways. 

She wakes up at the same time, gets coffee at the same place with the same bagel and the same amount of sugar every single morning and has done her mornings this way for almost five years straight. 

Then she takes the same backroads and stops to wave to the same old lady on her porch and later orders the same sub for lunch and you can get that she has a distinct day planned out for, well, all of the days to come. 

She goes to her same evil laboratory everyday and walks in to greet her evil dog assistant every single day at the same exact time down to the minute (sometimes second if she's feeling lucky and extremely cool). 

She fights with the same annoying super hero every night on the tracks of her least favorite, favorite city, and she usually (not really intentionally but it is part of her schedule at this point) gets her ass kicked back to her cosy apartment in the rough side of New York City. 

One of her favorite parts of her week though, is her friday night plan. 

Now, don't think that she doesn't like planning evil things to do in good cities. She prides herself in her abilities as a super villain and wouldn't exactly say that her friday plans surpass the feeling of joy when she sees terror in the general public caused by her, but to Camila going to the diner is peaceful and a perfect way to end a usually perfect week. 

So yeah, she went to a diner right outside of her neighborhood named Dorothy's, the sign bold and bright and kind of annoying probably to neighboring condo owners because Camila is sure the lights never go off, but she doesn't mind, it's actually what had drawn her towards the place in the first place. 

The first night she went in she ordered what anyone would order at an old fashioned restaurant, a burger and fries and chocolate milkshake and, guess what she still gets every single friday night? Damn right it's a burger and fries and a chocolate milkshake. 

That's what keeps her coming too. The delicious taste is something she hasn't been able to find in all of her twenty five years of existing and she'll be damned if she - that's not true actually, like yeah it tastes fine as fuck but that's not what keeps her coming, it's kind of -and not to sound sappy or lovestruck or stupid of anything that Camila claims she isn't - but it's kind of a girl. 

Lauren was her name, and that's about all Camila knew about the girl other than the fact that she looked like an angel and smiled and laughed like one too. She'd been serving Camila for the three years she'd been going into the diner in the same back booth (Camila was afraid of falling off bar stools which in her defense is understandable) every single friday night, until finally she knew the villain's order, but they'd yet to make any small talk. 

Camila had made occasional jokes, some small chit chat about the weather or some shared laughs about another customer, and there was a clear connection since Camila was there so often she basically worked there, but there was nothing direct about their relationship. 

But yeah, in case the whole, "she's the reason I come every friday" thing didn't make it clear enough, Camila kind of - totally really has a crush on this girl. 

In her defense, she's pretty sure everybody would have a crush on this girl though if they saw her and everybody else who goes into the diner is obviously fond of her. Like, she's pretty but she's also charming and cute and hot as fuck and like all the good in the world, and Camila can't figure out why she loves that since she herself is so so evil (don't fight her on it, she's the evilest), but she does.