Notes: For primeval100: challenge 464: Backlog
Matt entered the office, eyes scanning over the piles of reports, inventory lists and requisition forms that were stacked on every flat surface. At the desk sat Becker, looking thoroughly miserable. Matt handed him a mug of tea.
“It’s never-ending,” he grumbled, watching Matt scrape a pile of papers off the end of the desk to sit down.
“Well you shouldn’t have left it for so long.”
Becker glared at him, then, “You could help me…”
Matt shook his head.
“Please. I’ll pay you! Twenty quid if you’ll do my filing for me.” After a moment, he tried again. “Fifty?”