I'll remember to tell you that, next time you try to stay up all night doing programming stuff.

[He nudges against Tadashi as he passes, and as he usually does, jumps to grab the handle on the garage door and let his weight pull it part of the way shut, at least close enough that he can finish closing it with both feet on the ground. Which is a mistake, because he comes away waving his hands and hissing in pain.

It's like having a zillion paper cuts. God.]

Remind me not to do that again for a couple days. [He tucks his hands safely into his hoodie pockets.]