homeless and proooobably staying that way

[whinesandspirits]

So that makes...three puns you've managed to fit in this username?

[There's a small chuckle, and a shake of his head.]

Impressive, Comrade. Though, you did get one thing wrong: I do not whine.

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You're complaining about being accused of complaining.

[Finch appears to be typing on her wrist, where a portion of her skin is lit up like a touch screen. She doesn't look up.]

'Comrade'.

[Considering she lives and works in a futuristic corporate republic...this is Heavyhanded Irony.]

[whinesandspirits]

[Whereas he just comes from Soviet Era Russia so this shit's normal for him.]

Complaining, yes. Whining, no. There's a difference.

[Frowning, he looks at her wrist]

What's that?

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My hand.

What's the difference?