Do The Books, Do The Numbers, Go Do Yourself!

[Perthmail]

Here they went again, the overseer of his floor losing their shit over the numbers in their books being wrong. Cassie had screwed up again and Perthmail could not help but facepalm and shake his head. Dear god could they not get a break. He would have to help her again for the mess up.

"Shit, Cas." He grumbled quickly hearing the overseer scream and shout before rushing off in a storm. The ex-sailor quickly got up heading over the Labrador and getting onto her level. "Cas, what happened man?"

[Cassie]

Cassie shrugged,
"I don't know why they asked me to do it, everyone knows numbers and me just don't mix. They get all floaty and mixed up and none of them ever just want to co-operate and stay where they need to be."

She looked up at Perth, a smile still persisting on her face even after the call out,
"But I did try my best, and that's what matters!"