It’s the thought that counts
This is pretty weird, to say the least. For some reason, this person’s cake mold, which is designed to withstand the heat of an oven, disintegrated. You can’t even see the remnants of the mold, except for the base chocolate-coated base. As for the cake, you might as well pick one up at a supermarket. It’s the thought that counts.
Why would you bake a cake for a best friend anyway? Unless you planned on spiking it with laxatives, you’re better off giving minimal effort to make your best friend happy. Best friends are best friends for a reason: they’ll take all of the bad that you give with a smile.