...there would be something about him that you find wildly attractive (perhaps his passion, his talent, his intelligence, or maybe just his abs...), and yet, you are not attracted to him. You are endlessly frustrated by this fact at first, and keep trying to let yourself dive in head over heels. The first day that you are PMSing in his presence, however, his one overwhelmingly attractive quality can no longer mask the truth: he lacks the level of emotional intelligence that you need in a man. It is blatantly obvious as you collapse into a heap on the couch, breaking into tears at the end of a heart-warming movie, that he does not know how to take care of you or comfort you. He stands at a distance, peeved by your display of emotion, and you are awed that, in addition to his shallowness, he doesn't even have the creative problem-solving skills to at least offer you a beer.
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