Let's start this with a little story: There was a young anon who derped through the internet every day, as one does. His laptop was crap so rather than play games with graphics, he tried his hand in simple ones of the browser variety. Now this particular game had certain perks which were intriguing, if a bit broken, but this anon was cheap and didn't want to spend his own earned money. Mind you, this was before anon was particularly intent on becoming a NEET. You know, before he became especially jaded by work or having lost another job?
So anon looked into methods on how to make money online and found PTC or paid to click. Steadily and slowly it went for anon, but by the time he earned enough for the perk he wanted, he was bored with the game yet thought the concept of making money online wasn't without merit. The game's perk was severely overpriced after all, and so it went that he had a new path for years to come.
He researched like sites and joined a number, both upstanding and seedy. In time, he was left with simply the upstanding or the cream of the crop as he'd like to think. The one problem was that to this day, he sucked at encouraging referrals to join him through his referral links. For a NEET like him, it did not matter for a time. Even by himself, his choice of sites allowed for earning that was quick by industry standards.
A simple goal he had for his main site. The first site he joined which had been online and paying many like him for over 7 years now. The one which earned him the most profit per day and more passively than any of his others. Someday he would build it up until he'd make around $450 a month from referrals he'd gain from the system of those members who had not signed up under others and were thus freely floating for anyone to take.
$450, then he'd move to some third world country where his then passive earnings would allow him to have his NEET life. "Internet and Paypal is all I need and I could live anywhere" is what he'd often say. For a time, everything was calm and fine and no one really bothered him. He was also unfocused and would sometimes spend his earnings on things rather than grow his account. Handheld consoles, games, a couple new laptops and whatever else he liked to have, he acquired easily enough. He was patient and with his in system gained referrals, as long as they made enough to maintain themselves, whatever he made himself was extra, aside from what they also made as extra and he used that excess to grow his main account if not to buy what he wanted.
He still played those simple browser games. They reminded him of his early forays into the internet in the early 00's where he was quite enamored with downloading games from the 80's and 90's. That's another story, this one has to do with him meeting a girl who happened to be in one such third world country as he had plans to go to. He wasn't normally one to socialize with anyone. The embodiment of introversion, which perhaps contributed to his habitually leaving games upon becoming bored with them and looking for the next thrill. Even in that game where the two met, he was generously giving his belongings to new players and preparing to set off for new shores, but her words of gratitude, which wasn't out of the ordinary, to be honest, prompted a response from him. He didn't initiate conversations with anyone, but he wasn't impolite by any means. He offered her the usual welcome and then she continued speaking to which he'd continue speaking and so on.
He had become fond of her, as a derp of an anon does, and one morning, he saw her conversation with another, in a public comment section, and concluded that that certain other anon had "confessed" to her. He panicked and immediately confessed to her too, hoping to share the "couple" status between them… They were both rejected, which actually pleased our anon for days later, after they've continued speaking more, she finally accepted.
I feel this is running long, as is my failing as an introvert. Think and think, but I'd like to believe I don't fail to act. Not much longer now, please bear with me.