“Could you decorate it?” You nod happily as she gives you the small bag of frosting. “Easy there.” Her eyes drift to the camera, she smirks at it knowing that you're not going to listen to her. The sound of your chuckle confirms her suspicions of the mess you're about to make. Kennedy looks back at you, biting her bottom lip to suppress a laugh as she watches you make random shapes on the cake with a huge grin on your face.