I lived in my student room for 2.5 years now. I only put a bed and an office&computer in it, even though it is quite big.
Not only am I not engaged at all in student life, I only had one visitor in those 2.5 years. I invited no one. I found it strange to invite someone to the place where I sleep, as my bed is there. I also make a mess by delaying cleaning up stuff.

Last month, I ordered new furniture with my father's money. This week, I invited 3 student colleges for dinner. We sat at my brand new dining table. I only had 2 plates, two forks, two spoons, two glasses. So I bought proper cutlery and stuff for my guests.

I only finally invited them because I was pissed that my romantic interest again turned cold and didn't seem interested in even talking to me. To fill the void, I invited those people that are the nearest things to having friends that I have. I planned to invite them, but then again I planned to order furniture for 2 years, but delayed it as it wasn't necessary since I never have guests.
I think I may have invited them because rejection wouldn't have mattered as I already felt rejection from my romantic interest, even though I don't consciously fear rejection from them. They seemed really happy about the invitation. I think the three of them hang out together without me and for students, eating at each other's place is common.

I think they noticed everything was brand new. I think they might know they are the first guests I have had over. But I am not sure. I put on a facade. They are 23, I am 34. I act like I have everything figured out. They don't know how scarred I am. They don't dare to ask.

I cooked dinner for them and they enjoyed themselves. They left at 11 PM.

Truth is, I almost felt like a normal person. Not a person with a 10 year gap in his past for literally all aspects of life, a gap of friends/social network currently, and a gap of romance currently. It is strange to live with these gaps you know need to be filled up, but they never are.

This is probably a silly story that only makes sense if you know my background. But the truth is, I'd rather had exchanged three sentences with my romantic interest than have my candidate friends over for dinner.