I was dating an older guy when I was a freshman in college. A bunch of my stuff ended up at his place, nothing major, but I’d let him borrow my VCR and a few other things. When I came back from Christmas vacation and went to his place, all of my stuff was packed up and neatly piled at the foot of his bed… where he was sleeping. Apparently, it was his way of telling me it was over. Even worse, my mom was waiting in the car at the time.