English isnt my strong suit

[Blair Collins]

The way Rylee nibbled at her food looked so adorable. If her smile was not sincere before, it certainly was now. But who was this Darcy? Often mothers would bake brownies for that children but if this was the case, why did the girl call her by her name? A sister then, perhaps? "My compliments to the chef. Who is she anyway?"

[Rylee Gordon]

Rylee always loved Darcy's brownies. Just like the way she loved Darcy. She continued to nibble the brownie, occasionally glancing at Blair. She swallowed her mouthful at the question. D-D-D-D-D-Da-Da-Dar-r-rcy i-is m-m-m-m-my.... f-f-f-fr-friend-d. Yes. Friend was good.

[Blair Collins]

Blair was expecting something a little more spexific but she supposed "friend" will have to do. Though she doubted a mere friend would simply bake brownies for another. "You two must be very close." She returned her eyes to her book, indicating that Rylee did not need to clarify if she did not want to. She would content with just her company.