𝗟𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻

"Final Preparations"

October 26th, 8am
"Gotham City, Gotham Tailor's"

It has been about two weeks since you and Jaime's kiss; two weeks since Bruce had made you multiple appointments to get you ready for your homecoming. Which was in a few days, and Bruce had scheduled all your fittings the same day.

You were standing in one of Gothams most expensive stores in the area, you let out a tired yawn as you and Bruce waited patiently.

"Tell me again why we have to be here so early?" You ask patting your head that was still covered with your bonnet. Bruce chuckles at your words. "You will see."

You let out a dramatic sigh, you were missing out on school, and some much needed sleep for this. You take a minute to look around, the interior was beautiful it had to be one of the less run down places in Gotham that you have seen thus far.

"Ah, Mister Wayne! How good it is to see you!" A man walks out into the waiting area. The man wore a bitten downed shirt that was tucked into a pair of khaki pants. Connected to his pants were pair of suspenders that helped his pants stay up.

Moving to his face he wore a large tooting smile, his hair was slicked back and he had a thin mustache. "Antonio, how are you." Bruce gives the man a firm hand shake, and then points him in your direction.

"This is my daughter Y/n I am hopping you could squeeze her in for a fitting, and a consolation her homecoming is soon." Bruce starts to take out his wallet flipping through the many bills inside.

"Now I know you're a busy man but—." Bruce is cut off by the lankier male. "Oh nonsense Mister Wayne for you and your family my services are free, now come darling we have much to do." He begins leading you to the back from where he once came.

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You stood in the middle of a large room filled with mirrors. You have been standing in an uncomfortable 'T' pose for a good ten minutes as Antonio took your measurements and wrote them down— slightly making little tweaks to ensure accuracy. Bruce had stayed in the other room to give you privacy. "So what color are you looking for my dear?" He lets you rest your body as he looks over his notes.

"Gold, or whatever you think is best." Antonio gives you a glance and then looks back down writing down anything that that deemed important. "Gold would look beautiful on your complexion, is there a certain style you would like?" You shook your head 'no' and tell him that you were comfortable with anything he would give you.

He lets out a satisfied hum has he slams his small book where her keeps his notes. "I will say our consolation is complete Miss Wayne your dress will be ready in the next couple of days." You look at him a bit shocked. "A few days? Isn't that super quick for a custom dress?" You begin to question him.

Antonio however laughs you off, "I have been doing this for many years my dear, I am very skilled at my craft." He offers you his elbow as he helps you down from the small platform you were standing on.

"Well you are the professional."

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October 26th, 12pm
"Gotham City, Nail Salon"

"Do I really have to be here for this?" Bruce had urgent business to attend to so he left you with the next best options. Dick and Jason.

You all sat in the nail salons fancy chairs; currently all getting pedicures. "Could you call down and just relax for like 10 minutes Jason. It's not going to kill you." Dick retorts to his younger brother. You giggle at the two brothers as you fiddle with your freshly done acrylics.

"Anyways y/n, have you thought of who you're going to go with?" Dick asks. You think for a second. You were waiting for Jaime to ask you out, but since you both haven't really spoken since your kiss you weren't too sure about him.