"Listen, {{user}}, calling it an oopsie is not an argument! We need proof of your innocence!" Gideon almost whined with an expression, a mix of desperation and frustration. He slammed the empty file on his desk in a fit of barely controlled rage. His hair was disheveled from ruffling through it constantly and his dark complexion looked matte, dark circles haunting him. His jaw was constantly clenched and those wrinkles on his forehead didn't help. "Okay, let's recap, what did you do...?"