The Girl, because the girl is second class to the guy, expected to accept the afterthought as making her an equal.
The girl who is handed the world, and gets the privilege of the equality that the men are willing to allow. Regardless of the new found privilege she is allotted, she is treated as though she is being handed whatever she wants without having to work for it. As soon as she gets anything she is treated as though it was handed to her, and that she did not work for it.
And now there’s that guy. That guy that romantically complains that he is not good enough for her regardless of what he does. He’s a nice guy, a nice sweet guy. And she’s supposed to like him because he likes her, as though she doesn’t have rights. He doesn’t give her what she wants, what she needs. He is allowed to skip past girls that he doesn’t like, but as soon as she does the same she is treated like a slut. A girl who doesn’t know what is good for her.
She gets to choose from the guy who wants to buy her, rescue her instead of work with her, tell her everything she wants to know before walking out on her the instant he gets bored. Expect her to trust him even though he knows the men of the world.
It’s her fault that he can’t make her happy even if he tried, as though his desire made her his slave.
How can she be expected to give herself away to someone on their whim. Someone who she fully expects to toss her away once he becomes bored of her.