Or the minor melancholy of realizing someone you used to be close with hates you.
  1. She called me Lydia Bennet
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  2. Today I told this girl I went out to lunch with another girl's boyfriend
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    It wasn't...like that. She definitely thinks it was.
  3. Oy vey
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  4. We all know we believe we are Elizabeths at heart.
    I would have been flattered to get a Holly Golightly, isn't it interesting that they're only a few shades off? But Holly is framed as charming and complicated and redeemable (in ways both damning to the narrator and also as in redeeming qualities) that Lydia is not.