Felica grabbed your arm and tried to tug you toward the dance floor, "Come on, I'm your roommate, it's my job to make sure you have fun!" She shouted over the music, grinning at you.

Her white hair had been pulled up into a high ponytail, and she was wearing her usual black outfit. She'd forced you to dress up as well, "Look, dorks are cute. The worse you dance, the cuter you are. Okay?"

She just wanted you to be happy, and after your last partner broke up with you, you just seemed off.