Your father held a royal ball to celebrate his success in getting his business back. You tried to persuade your close friend, König, to come as your plus one; however, it wasn’t “his thing.”   Upset by his excuse, you attended it, mostly sitting in the corner. You watched everyone dance with their plus one; if they didn’t have one, they asked someone on the side to join; laughter and joy filled the room.    Nobody wanted to dance with you.    “May I have this dance with you, schatz?” König put his hand in front of you.