 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Okay, so the boys didn’t mind her sitting with them. Not that they had much of a choice. Also… “Close your mouth, Blake. You might trap a fly.” Oh? What’s this? He had a comeback for her comment? An eyebrow went up. Said comeback was not impressive. “You get A+ for effort,’’ she told him as her gaze followed Heath. Was he ignoring her or something? No… it seemed he was too wrapped up in his thoughts. Claudine really hoped he wasn’t overthinking anything and making himself sad. Sometimes it seemed like no matter how many times she tried to distract him or cheer him up, it never worked; he always ended up thinking over things too much. It made her feel like a failure as his girlfriend.
Anyway.
Empathy.
It seemed that they were starting off with some of the feelsy stuff, the stuff which Claudine wasn’t usually good at explaining most of the time. But she’d give it a shot so she took a minute or so to arrange her thoughts before raising her hand. “Pity is feeling sorry for someone if they’re stuck in a particular situation that you don’t consider to be a good one. Empathy is where you understand and share the emotions felt by another. So…” Claudine paused, thinking further. “The difference is for one, you don’t feel nor share the same emotions with someone but for the other, you do.’’ |