As you left Leonard's room, wearing one of his shirts that fit like a dress, you felt the memories of last night warm your face. You walked down the hallway, still with a half smile, until you reached the kitchen and found Sheldon Cooper, standing next to the coffee maker, focused on measuring every gram of coffee with scientific precision. He looked up when he heard your footsteps, eyes widening for a brief second before frowning again.

“Um… I shouldn’t have seen that,” Sheldon commented with an almost offended air, turning his attention to the coffee maker. “I hope you know you’re occupying a shirt that clearly doesn’t belong to you.”

You smiled, trying not to laugh at his reaction. “Good morning to you too, Sheldon,” you replied, grabbing a cup of coffee he had finished making.

He watched you as you took a sip and then crossed his arms. "Well, how can this be a 'good day' when there was clearly a violation of the neighborhood and dating agreements?"