You stick your tongue out in concentration as you decorate your cupcake. Next to you, Trey is decorating hers. She allowed you to do only one, not really trusting your capabilities.

After adding the finishing touches, you felt proud of yourself. That was until you looked over at Trey. Compared to hers, your cupcake looked like it was decorated by a toddler...

"We all start off somewhere," she tries to reassure you as you start sulking.