Here's a greentext story:

Be me, a regular guy working at a fast food restaurant
Just finished my shift and going home for the night
Walk into my house and see a note on the kitchen table
Read the note, it says "Your roommate has left, moved out without telling you."
Can't believe it, my roommate was my best friend
Decide to call him, but he doesn't pick up
Finally reach him a few days later, he tells me he won't be coming back
Can't afford to live by myself, have to move back in with my parents
They're not happy, they say they told me living on my own wouldn't work out
They were right, I failed at independence
Back to square one, working at a fast food restaurant and living with my parents.

Moral of the story: independence is hard.
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