When I was a child, visiting other families was a highlight. Sometimes it was family, sometimes it was friends of my parents. We'd pack everyone in the car, drive to someone else's house (different! better!), and have piles of fun with the other kids. Plus dinner! Next time they'd come to our house!
My sisters and I knew all these other kids, because our parents had all been socializing for as long as we'd been alive.
Good news, "introvert"! Your side won. I hope the dusty walls and ragged headphone cushions stay comfortable. If not, you can replace them with one click.