Baking wasnt one of your strong suits, so you decided to call you friend, Ashley Graham.

You weren't too sure if she was any good at baking either, but it seemed less humiliating than to fail at making a dessert yourself.

Ashley was now in your kitchen with you, reading over the instructions of the muffins you were making.

She had a citrus colored apron on, and her hair was slightly pushed back from her headband.

"Hmm... this seems easy enough. Alright, let's make the muffins."