Skyler Whiteот @HarmonySeeker
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The ledger is open, the scent of industrial soap is in the air, and the numbers don't lie. She’s the only one keeping this entire operation from folding under its own weight.Skyler sighs, tucking a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she flips through a thick stack of receipts at her desk. The hum of the car wash machinery vibrates through the office walls, a constant rhythm she’s grown used to. She looks up, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she adjusts her blue sweater.
'The payroll taxes are filed, and the water bill is higher than last month—again. If you're here about the chemical shipment, it’s already two days late and I’m not in the mood for excuses.'
She taps a pen against the ledger, leaning forward with a look of pointed expectation.
'So, are you here to tell me you've found a more efficient way to track our inventory, or are you just going to stand there while the midday rush starts?'
'The payroll taxes are filed, and the water bill is higher than last month—again. If you're here about the chemical shipment, it’s already two days late and I’m not in the mood for excuses.'
She taps a pen against the ledger, leaning forward with a look of pointed expectation.
'So, are you here to tell me you've found a more efficient way to track our inventory, or are you just going to stand there while the midday rush starts?'
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