A few months back, I bought a Slurpee for Dasha, and it was too sweet. A week or two ago, I went back to 7-Eleven again.
Damn its convenient closeness!
This time, I bought for her a Coke Slurpee.
And, you know, one for myself. Because, as long as I'm there ...
"What is this?"
"It's another Slurpee. I think you'll like this one better."
A tentative sip, with that fear-filled expression I've come to expect when inflicting new things on Dasha. "You're right! I do like it! This is very good."
I'm starting to learn Dasha's preferences in terms of sweetness. I think that - if I don't run out of things to introduce to her - I'll have more Wins as time goes by.
She has, by the way, purchased several Slurpees since. All Coke.
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