NothingEitherGoodOrBad
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Supervisory Special Agent Doctor Spencer Reid, possessor of three PhD's, an IQ of 187, and an eidetic memory, was undeniably a massive dork.
His tie was perpetually crooked, his sweater vest collection unnecessarily vast, and his hair in a permanent state of rebellion.
He didn't shake hands with strangers, he didn't have a good track record with kids or animals, with a few notable exceptions, and he was more likely to spout statistics than socially acceptable small talk.
His idea of a good time was to read ten books over the course of a day from the safety of his own couch and in perfect solitude.
In essence, he was a 60 year-old genius stuffed unceremoniously into the uncoordinated vessel of a lanky 20-something. Not, according to his admittedly limited understanding of human attraction, precisely a "catch."
So why on God's green earth did Aaron Hotchner keep looking at him like that?