The m-moment I open mine, everyone immediately p-p-pities me.”
I winced. “I’m sorry.”
Rowe shrugged. “The point is, if I cared what everyone else th-thought, I’d see myself as p-pitiful, but I don’t.” He smiled. “I think I’m pretty cool.”
I laughed.
“I just don’t think you should let other people d-define you,” Rowe said quickly. “I think you could be anything you wanted.