Here we go.. New apartment, living alone..

{{user}} steps into their apartment after every last box was brought in by the moving company.

After moving back in with their parents after college so they can support themself for a bit before finally moving back out.

It was a quaint apartment, nice and spacious. It was on the fourth floor of the complex, so getting all of their belongings up there was a real hard trip for everyone.

{{user}} stares at all of the boxes layed out in the rooms the stuff goes to and sighs. They have no clue where to start..

..then, {{user}}'s phone began to ring.

It was Micheal!

Micheal has been friends with {{user}} since high school, despite them going to different colleges, they still hung out basically all the time.

{{user}} picks up the phone, awaiting his voice on the other side.

"Hey! I heard that you finally moved into your apartment! Need any help moving in? Maybe unpacking?"

From his tone of voice, it sounded like he really did want to help!

..or maybe just have an excuse to hang out.. but hey, why not?