All I Do Is Dream of You

3

They begin to have regular correspondence after those first few emails. Once the initial awkward patch has shed, they begin to talk about anything and everything. Their topics range from favorite color, to books, to more serious topics like their city's political situation and each of their respective jobs. The date they agree to meet up can't possibly come soon enough.

(Camila has also managed to watch all of Lauren's movies. Even one all the way from 2013 called The Grange, which she has to purchase off a sketchy website because she can't find it available anywhere else.)

She tells Dinah about her emails with Lauren a week later. She (of course) freaked out that Camila hadn't told her she'd met the Lauren Jauregui. Camila tries to play it off by saying that the entire experience has felt like something out of a dream, but Dinah is Dinah. After it sunk in, she'd teased Camila immediately about how she was "glad she's expanding her social circle," but Camila could tell she is happy that Camila is happy.

And... she can't deny that talking with Lauren has boosted her mood a little. She's even felt encouraged enough to finish the painting sitting back in her studio. Granted, it was a little difficult to rescue it from the abandoned state she'd left it in, but somehow she managed to pull together something that wasn't... awful.

Currently, Camila stands in her bedroom, the door to her closet wide open as she scans the endless possibilities for her outfit tonight. Dinah is sprawled on her bed, holding her phone above her face and paying Camila little attention.

"What about red?" Camila says, "She seems to like red. And I look good in red... I think..."

"You look good in anything," Dinah says as though it should be obvious.

"Really helpful, Dinah," Camila sighs dramatically, pulling a few options out and hating every one of them, "What do you think she'll wear?"

"You're going out for drinks?" She asks, looking at Camila over her phone with her brows raised. Camila nods, "Probably nothing more than her regular clothes. It sounds very casual, Camila."

"I guess. But she's Lauren Jauregui, and I..."

"You what?" Dinah pushes herself up, leaning on her arm and looking at Camila with a sly smile, "Are you trying to woo her, Ms. Cabello?"

"I regret informing you of any of this," Camila finds a pair of nice jeans and a sweater and looks them over instead of meeting Dinah's eyes.

"You don't mean that," Dinah tsks, "What would you do without me?"

"Well..." She decides this is what she'll wear and picks out a pair of boots, "If I didn't have you I'd just be left with Roger," her manager, "And that... would be a sad existence."

"I quite agree," Dinah grimaces, then looks at the clothes on her arm, "That'll be cute. The paint stain is a nice touch."

Camila's heart drops to her stomach and she frantically searches the pants for the stain, "Shit, really?" These are her nice pants, too!

"I'm kidding," Dinah smirks. Camila clenches her jaw and sends a glare Dinah's way as she heads for the bathroom, "You're gonna look beautiful! You don't need to be so jumpy and nervous, Camila!"

"You're an asshole!" Is her only response.

"But you love me!"

"Not right now, I don't!"

"Dirty liar!"

"Dinah, I swear to god—" Camila scolds as she opens the bathroom door, now fully dressed in her new outfit. She cuts herself off when she sees Dinah smiling at her like a proud sister.