[For the 1,000th time, Iwaizumi finds himself questioning his life choices. He picks up a small stuffed Godzilla out of the box he’s working on (Oikawa got it for him when they were probably 10 years old) and chucks it at the other boy without looking up, then continues unpacking.]

Maybe you should unpack at all. You know I like to have my shit set up. It would go faster if you’d leave me alone for more than five minutes.