This is so great! Elizabeth's part of this story always stood out for me, especially as a sad contrast to Anya's arc, and her POV here as she feels her way to a realization of what she really wants is so note-perfect: hesitant, thoughtful, and just becoming aware of her own resentment and desires.
Oh, God, was she becoming obsessed with Anya? She was probably becoming obsessed. Her therapist had told her she had a tendency to fixate on things, which okay, that was true, but how else was she supposed to get through life? Like, her hair didn't look perfect unless she used the salon shampoo that cost $40 a bottle, and just a little product, and then brushed it upside-down first before flipping it back over. Things didn't happen unless you made them happen. That wasn't obsession, it was attention to detail.
I just love the specificity and the hyper-analysis of this, and then how it hilariously but aptly spirals into her taking Anya's story as coded advice about her own life (which, hey, whatever works). And Sean's particular brand of entitled douchery is so on-point here, when I feel like it's so hard to hit exactly the right level of assholeishness.
But then finally this--"Yeah," said Elizabeth. "Um, I could give you a ride home today. If you wanted."
Anya nodded. Her lips held a trace of Elizabeth's Russian Red lipstick. "That would be nice."--is such a warm, physical detail. Love it.
Oh, gosh, thanks so much for this lovely comment. Of course we only have a small sliver of insight into Elizabeth, canonically, but she seems like the type that would be incredibly obsessed with self-analysis, constantly making sure she's projecting the right image - or maybe that's just my wishful thinking, that nobody is that perfect effortlessly, especially since we know that her perfect-on-the-surface relationship is actually a toxic mess. I'm really delighted that you enjoyed it!
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