jayxsparrow replied to your post:"Pencil! Don't ask. Follow me." Jay grabbed her...
Quickly avoiding Penelope’s hands, he weaved into the crowd, using them as a shield before pointing at her. “Get her!” He said, hands already holding onto the ball.
she's still glaring at him and swears under her breath. jay was a dead man the next time she saw him. definitely a dead man. she allows them to lead her to the dunk tank, a pout on her face. it was all in the name of charity and she knows her mother would be proud of her. at least she hopes. "fuck you, jay! traitor!" she screams out to his retreating back.









