Cold Asna

I’ve always enjoyed asking for Asna’s opinion when browsing online stores. It’s something that’s been happening ever since she was a toddler.

“What do you think of this bag?”

“What do you think of this headband?”

“What do you think of this dress?”

Back then, she was so into it. She would go through pages and pages with me to look for the perfect bag/headband/dress. As her preference is skewed toward bright colors and blings, it’s highly unlikely for me to take her opinions seriously 99% of the time. However, it’s just fun to be in it together.

Recently, I was going through an online store, checking out the dress I’ve been crushing on for a few months. I brought my laptop and showed it to Asna, who was playing Pokemon Emerald on my mum’s laptop and asked her:

“Asna, what do you think of this dress?”

She ignored me. So I asked her again, a couple of times like a robot.

“Asna, is this dress nice?”

“Asna, is this dress nice?”

“Asna, is this dress nice?”

She was irritated, stopped playing, turned to me and said:

“Ask someone your own age. They would know.”


Sometimes I wish she doesn’t grow up so fast.

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