ONLY HOPE

#t: jake #//lmao i love him so much

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: Yeah, noon's not gonna work for me. How about like two or three?

Marley: Are you always this lazy? Either of those times works for me. I'll keep a look out for you between 2-3.

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: I just speak the truth.

Jake: I wouldn't do it with you in public. And you sure as hell aren't coming to my place.

Marley: Right.

Marley: Perfect. Be here by noon! See you then, Jake!

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: How am I frustrating? Cause I don't like this stupid play.

Jake: Fine, I guess.

Marley: Because you're kind of rude. But that's not the point.

Marley: It's not like I'm asking you to do this in public with me. Unless you want me to come to yours and risk having your friends coming over and seeing us together?

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: Be thankful I'm even asking.

Jake: Fine. Whatever.

Marley: You're so frustrating! Get over yourself.

Marley: Great. This weekend works for me if it works for you.

#i am literal human trash #ugh i am so sorry this is late!#t: jake

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: I don't know. Running lines? Memorizing them? All that loser theater lingo you know.

Jake: Plus I've never sang in my life.

Marley: You could ask nicer.

Marley: Fine, you can come to mine and we can go over lines. It would be helpful since we are playing opposite of each other.

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: Can it Rose.

Jake: Fine. But I'm gonna need help then.

Marley: Rude.

Marley: Help how?

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Jake: Yes it is. It's going to physically hurt me and I'm gonna make sure that everyone knows it.

Marley: Okay, you're being more dramatic than Rachel. That's a problem.

Marley: You can do that though just make sure it's not shown on stage. A bet is a bet.

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: I like my excuse better.

Jake: I know, it totally sucks balls.

Marley: Shocking.

Marley: It's not the end of the world to do well in one school musical, Jake.

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: I was so freaking close.

Jake: She was about to cave and then just stopped. Clearly, she doesn't know what's good for her.

Marley: Or maybe she woke up and realized she even has taste.

Marley: Well, now you know you have to take this play seriously now.

text message ✉ jarley

Jake: Rachel Berry is a freaking stone wall.

Marley: You would be correct.

Marley: I take it you didn't woo her...

You can’t plan these things Marley. They just happen.

You’re frustrating. Do your best to let me see this in action because it would be pretty amazing to see you get turned down. Though if I can’t I’m trusting you to be honest with the outcome.

The very last thing that Berry is gonna do is turn me down. She’s got a soft spot for Puckermans, I’ve heard.

How unfortunate of her to have such poor taste. I also want to see this go down so let me know when you plan on wooing her. I don’t need you trying to lie just so you can mess up the play.

Fine. I get Berry to melt into a puddle around me and I get to suck at this whole musical crap and you don’t get to say anything. I lose and I’ll take it seriously.

Though that’s low and shady even for you I’m confident enough to know I’ll win. You’re on, Puckerman. I can’t wait to see Rachel Berry turn someone down.

Oh, but I am. I am that good.

No, you aren’t. Wanna make a bet out of this because I’m certain you aren’t that good.

It’s all a part of my charm Rose. You should know this by now. Stick Berry on me. I’m sure I could have her forgetting about the stupid play within an hour.

I never said I was going to get her to get on your case she’ll do that on her own. Oh, please, you can’t woo every girl in this school. You aren’t that special.

Right. If that’s what helps you sleep at night then we’ll go with it.

You’re frustrating you know that? I’ll never understand why you’re so negative all the time. By the way, you might want to brush up on your lines. I know you don’t care about the play but better me to tell you this and you actually improve than have Rachel Berry following you around until you learn your lines.