Sustaining the energy when it comes to social interaction isn’t exactly my best feat. I’d say I’m more likely to want to hide in a corner with a good book (or journal).
However, I tend to go the other way whenever I find the situation surprisingly good. It’s a bit hard to tell. Sometimes I find myself accepting an invitation I wouldn’t normally accept, then end up actually enjoying it. Then sometimes it’s the opposite. I go meet up with people I’ve been wanting to hang out with but end up wanting to go home right away. I guess it depends more on the timing + activities involved rather than the people. Or maybe they all have equal bearing on the outcome.