"Fucking hell," he groans, running both hands through his hair.
...Wait, what. "That's not my name, that's my ID. My name is Devero, which is what that should say!" He jabs at his entry on the screen, hard enough that it pops up in its own box. With a scowl, he closes that popup and swipes the screen, scrolling the list away.
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...Wait, what. "That's not my name, that's my ID. My name is Devero, which is what that should say!" He jabs at his entry on the screen, hard enough that it pops up in its own box. With a scowl, he closes that popup and swipes the screen, scrolling the list away.