Electra's POV
With Yuna reluctantly agreeing to come along, I now had to face the more daunting task of convincing Iris. Not only was she not the partygoing type, but she also struck me as someone who'd rather spend her evening reorganizing her bookshelves than stepping into a room full of loud music and chaos.
I could be wrong about her since I didn't really know her well enough to judge, but from the little I already knew, I didn't think I was.
Regardless of whether or not she liked parties or not, I didn't have much of a choice. If I wanted Yuna to come, I needed to play along with her condition, which was getting Iris to tag along.
I headed down the hall toward Iris's room, the sound of girls chatting and laughing from nearby dorms growing louder as I walked. When I reached her door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking.