Day 8: The Roster
Every villain needs one — a roster.
Mine’s less about vengeance and more about accountability.
Enemies:
The Politician — always knows what to say, Machiavellian style.
Mr. Darcy — “She’s not handsome enough to tempt me.” Ahh, dude. Please.
The Frat Boy — majoring in Peter Pan’s island of never growing up.
The Mean Girls — smile sweetly enough, high heel ready to stab, Bible in the bio.
Allies:
My Guitar — she listens and doesn’t judge.
My Mom — don’t cross the Dani.
Dirty Coke — plain Coke with coconut cream, every morning. Non-negotiable.
People who call me Ms. Villain — I appreciate you.
The friend who says “no, you were right” before I even finish venting.
The sides are set.
The scripts are written.
And yes — I’m the lead.
8 days until Villain.