Ned sat at the small table of his dorm late night, rubbing his temples with his fingers and trying to fight off the headache that was forming beneath it. He glanced at his digital clock and it read in its bright red light: 2:45. He supressed a groan of exhaustion. He glanced at his paper-filled table and had the urge to just burn it all; worksheets, ledgers and journals alike.
Ned has to pass this papers tomorrow (technically, later in the morning) and he can't seem to do the trial balance correctly, much less the mock financial statements needed for his Accounting 101 subject. He looked at the papers again helplessly, groaned and slammed his forehead at the table in frustration.
His movement must have awoken the current occupant of his bed because he heard the rustling of his sheets before a soft, tired voice spoke, "Ned? Are you okay?"
He raised his head, "Yeah. I'm fine, Cat. Go back to sleep," he replied with a slight sigh.
He heard more rustling before light footsteps began moving towards him. He looked at Catelyn and saw her looking over his shoulder, looking down critically at his papers. She had offered to help him with earlier but he had refused, knowing that she would also be tired because she just finished doing her plates for her architecture project.
She looked at his paper for a little while longer before she spoke, a hint of amusement creeping in her voice, "You do know that the liability account should be in credit side right?"
He looked at his papers again, "Uh, yeah. I totally know that."
"And the expenses should be in debit side?"
"Come on, Cat, of course I do!" He said, almost exasperatedly.
She giggled, "You've got it all mixed up, Ned. That's why they don't balance."
He looked at her again and saw her smiling at him.
"What would I do without you, Cat?" He said, relief evident in his voice.
She laughed and kissed him lightly, "What would I do without you? You helped me with those damned plate two days ago. Let me help you with this one."
He can't balance this abominations but at least he and Cat make a perfect balance with each other.
A/N: i hate accounting.