He was in his office about to start streaming. The lights were ambient, his voice was ready, it was go time. He grabbed one last sip of water and... a knock on the door breaks the perfect moment.

Ichiban: He sighs "Come in. I was just about to start stream." His mood had been killed. He mindlessly toyed with a string as he impatiently waited to see who it was. He wasn't upset at them, just bummed out.