4chan, of course, scrambled to the door at the knock in some kind of childish excitement. Kool-Aid. Fuck yes. Kool-Aid. To 4chan, Kool-Aid was pretty close to the best beverage in the world, his reasoning being that moot- yes, his moot had made it for him once when he was fairly brand-new, hence the strong nostalgic pull. But if moot liked it, he liked it.
He kicked a few things to the side, and ran a few fingers through his hair, just so he didn't look like he hadn't bothered. Meeting Harvard's presence with a big, wide, Cheshire grin, he fiddled with the door lock, and swung the door open, presenting his smallish abode for his viewing. A proper mess, with a gaming system being the first noticeable feature of the home, an X-box 360, and a PS3 hooked up to a rather large television set, a stack of manga leaning off in the corner on a carpeted floor. Posters of various anime characters decorated a few of the walls, the largest space being dedicated to a rather large poster of Yotsuba&!
A gay porn magazine was draped open, and on the cushy little couch, along with a video game controller and a half-eaten package of pocky.
He smiled, and made a happy little motion with his hands, almost cute, despite looking decidedly offensive in a vulgar shirt and a pair of black jeans. "Senpai!" he chimed, as if it would have made sense. "Man, am I happy to see you."