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He clenches his fists as he spies the two of them engaging in fervent kisses or a ‘make out’ as Howard called it. Ever since she declared that she and Leonard would be attempting relationship attempt number three, he’s been in a constant state of disbelief and anger.
He worries his lower lip as his fingers tug and wrinkle his layers. This is the results of their ill-fated attempts at maintaining another relationship. He desperately smooth’s the lines and loosens his teeth’s hold on his lip.
Clearing his throat, his says, “If this escalates into coitus, I trust you two will manage to relocate to a more appropriate area?”
They quickly disentangle themselves, but no amount of distance can satisfy Sheldon.
“Of course Buddy,” says Leonard, smug and sheepish at the same time.
Smug most likely at the fact that Penny is once again a participant in his bed and sheepish at being caught.
“Hey Sheldon,” says that beautiful woman with the riotous blonde curls and mossy green eyes.
He gives her a curt nod in response before opening the fridge. He scans the contents and frowns when he sees that she has been here already; the amount of milk isn’t the same and he knows that if he were to pick it up, it would definitely feel lighter.
He chooses a can of Diet Coke and stiffens when he sees her standing next to him. Sighing with irritation he says, “What Penny?”
She looks confused by his tone of voice and the posture of his body.
“Sweetie, what’s wrong?”
He idly traces his finger around the metal edge of the can. Leonard is his roommate and friend and Penny is…well, she is his best friend. Has been since that night in her apartment when they shared a meal of spaghetti and hotdogs. He wonders if telling her about his thoughts on this doomed relationship is the proper social protocol. But, he looks at Leonard’s face, all happy and probably a multitude of emotions Sheldon can’t properly identify and her face is glowing and warm. He can’t bring himself to dim that warmth so he turns to her and says, “I’ve been working on this equation and the variables aren’t adding up.”
She tells him that she has faith in his ability to produce the right answer and hopes that it doesn’t end up turning him into that sleep deprived crazy man who frequented ball pits.
He watches the two of them head over to her apartment, hands tangling. He closes his eyes and sighs in disappointment. He knows the inevitable results of this relationship given the previous experiences and makes a promise to himself to be there for when she needs him the most.
He clenches his fists as he spies the two of them engaging in fervent kisses or a ‘make out’ as Howard called it. Ever since she declared that she and Leonard would be attempting relationship attempt number three, he’s been in a constant state of disbelief and anger.
He worries his lower lip as his fingers tug and wrinkle his layers. This is the results of their ill-fated attempts at maintaining another relationship. He desperately smooth’s the lines and loosens his teeth’s hold on his lip.
Clearing his throat, his says, “If this escalates into coitus, I trust you two will manage to relocate to a more appropriate area?”
They quickly disentangle themselves, but no amount of distance can satisfy Sheldon.
“Of course Buddy,” says Leonard, smug and sheepish at the same time.
Smug most likely at the fact that Penny is once again a participant in his bed and sheepish at being caught.
“Hey Sheldon,” says that beautiful woman with the riotous blonde curls and mossy green eyes.
He gives her a curt nod in response before opening the fridge. He scans the contents and frowns when he sees that she has been here already; the amount of milk isn’t the same and he knows that if he were to pick it up, it would definitely feel lighter.
He chooses a can of Diet Coke and stiffens when he sees her standing next to him. Sighing with irritation he says, “What Penny?”
She looks confused by his tone of voice and the posture of his body.
“Sweetie, what’s wrong?”
He idly traces his finger around the metal edge of the can. Leonard is his roommate and friend and Penny is…well, she is his best friend. Has been since that night in her apartment when they shared a meal of spaghetti and hotdogs. He wonders if telling her about his thoughts on this doomed relationship is the proper social protocol. But, he looks at Leonard’s face, all happy and probably a multitude of emotions Sheldon can’t properly identify and her face is glowing and warm. He can’t bring himself to dim that warmth so he turns to her and says, “I’ve been working on this equation and the variables aren’t adding up.”
She tells him that she has faith in his ability to produce the right answer and hopes that it doesn’t end up turning him into that sleep deprived crazy man who frequented ball pits.
He watches the two of them head over to her apartment, hands tangling. He closes his eyes and sighs in disappointment. He knows the inevitable results of this relationship given the previous experiences and makes a promise to himself to be there for when she needs him the most.
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