𝑀𝐴𝐺𝑀𝐴 | 𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

𝟏𝟎 | 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐒

・𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄・

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, the neon buildings that shot straight through the clouds, the constant loud music—everything that made Palmera City itself was finally back in Jaime's sight. He couldn't be more relieved to be back.

Don't get him wrong, Gotham City was great. It had been his second home, after all; and it had treated him quite well. But compared to his real home, it was a lot more gloomier than he liked. Besides, it had a severe lack of family and good food.

The plane ride had been fine enough. He had been lucky enough to get the window seat, though the fact that the little girl who was sitting next to him was all but crawling into his lap to get a good look outside wasn't super fun. It also sucked that he couldn't sit next to Reina, but at least it was only a four-hour trip.

Baggage claim hadn't been that bad, either. Thankfully, neither of their luggage was lost, and they had collected their suitcases within twenty minutes.

He had already gotten his sister's texts that his family was waiting near the doors. He led Reina through the crowded second floor and toward the escalators.

"This place is nice," Reina remarked as she looked around. "Very colourful."

Jaime grinned. "Just wait till we leave the airport." 

He stepped onto the escalator, nearly filled to the brim with excitement. He could hardly wait to see his family, and knowing they were just one floor down made him wish that the escalator was faster.

Once he was sure his suitcases were secure, he pulled his graduation cap out of his backpack. He fitted it onto his head and turned to Reina, who was on the step behind him.

He fixed the cap a bit before grinning and asking, "How do I look?"

Before Reina could answer, the older, pudgy man behind her did: "Like you're six figures in debt."

Jaime's smile faded. That was not the reply he was expecting, nor was it very comforting.

"He's right." Reina shrugged, though she then gave him a grin that lifted his spirits. "And also, you look great."

That was a lot more encouraging. He returned the smile and then turned toward the front again. He scanned the crowded floor, though it was difficult to pick the people apart. He was sure it'd be fine once he was weaving through the mass; his family were just about the loudest people he knew.

He grabbed the handles of his suitcases as they reached the first floor. Once Reina had joined him, he set on the journey to find his family. It seemed like everyone and their mothers were vacationing in Palmera City. Jaime had to mutter at least a thousand "Sorry"s and "Excuse me"s as he made his way across the floor.

Finally, he caught sight of them. Except for Uncle Rudy—who was probably hiding from whoever was supposedly watching him—his entire family was there, their backs turned to them.

He glanced at Reina to make sure she was still with him, and he nodded toward them. "They're there."

"Oh, God." Reina sighed, her eyes flitting between him and his family. She placed her hand over her heart and gave him a frown. "I'm so nervous."

"What? Why?" he chuckled. "They'll love you. Mili already does."

Her frown turned into a small smile, though he could tell his words hadn't been as reassuring as he had hoped.

As they approached, Milagro was telling the family, "Hope I can handle it."

Jaime grinned. "Handle what?"