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Input: To start off, I'm an introvert. A massive introvert. I don't enjoy many social interactions, so my two very close friends are the only ones I hang out with. They're similar. When we hang out we hang out at my house, because i have the nicest house out of all of us and my parents are rarely home. We'll call my one friend M and the other A. So that's the set up. 

Last time we hung out, M and A dragged me to a movie I didn't want to see, I paid for them M because she doesn't have much money and I drove us all there and back. After that they spent the night at my house and M would not stop insisting that we watch Charmed. I hate that show and told her so, but M literally took the remote from me and would not compromise until I finally gave in because she made me feel like a dick. I had a terrible time that night but didn't say anything to avoid conflict.

Then just yesterday they came to hang out again. I thought we would have fun. Instead they came over, M insisted I buy them milkshakes downtown. I do. Then we come back to my place, and we sit down on the couch. A really likes the Umbrella Academy. I watched the show previously because she asked me to. I hated it, it was so boring to me. So we're sitting there going through Netflix and M sees the show and is like "Lets watch it!". I say no, because again, I hate the show and both me and A have already seen it. A starts begging to watch it too. I still say no. They say we should rock paper scissors it. I say no because it's my house, and suggest they go hang out at one of their own houses and watch it there. They look at me like I've just said their mom's are whores. I feel bad and do the rock paper scissors. I lose. So I go lay on my bed while they watch it. They don't care.

After a while I hear movement and see they've gone into my sister's room (she's at our Dad's house) and taken her blankets to use in the living room. I don't say anything although they can see I'm annoyed by it. 

I cone back to the living room to just sit there and  hope they'll be done with the show soon. M suggests they stay the night and before I can help myself I say no. They're both like "Why???" And I spill to them that I'm not having fun when I'm hanging out with them and haven't been having fun these past few times, and I say that if this keeps happening I don't want to hang out anymore. I thought that was the honest, right thing to do, so I told them and they looked at me again like I was the biggest bitch in the world. 

They both look annoyed and disgusted and just roll their eyes so before anything else can be said i tell them i think they should go home. We then share a very awkward car ride to their houses and M calls me a bitch as she gets out of the car.

Am I the asshole? I dont think so, but my sister and dad both say that I should have compromised and put up with it because that's what being a good host means. I'd rather just be a bad host than not enjoy myself though honestly. Thoughts? Advice? Anything. 

not enjoying hanging out with my friends