Subtle was the rustling that crawled up to his ears and woke him from a particularly good sleep.

He immediately forgot about his dream as he jolted up screaming "DANGER!"

His view still blurry, he identified a well known pictogram on pink cloth that raised a slight anger inside his still sleepy mind. Raising his gaze from her 'Hello Kittie'-panties and rubbing his eyes, he threw her a "Penny, no one enters my room.", carefully adjusting his tongue to the movement needed to speak, which he always found hard to do in the morning. Usually he made sure not to face any social interaction before he hadn't brushed his teeth.

The woman standing in front of his cabinet only answered briefly, her head bent over the top drawer, hands rummaging through his stuff "It's urgent."

"Woman, what the fresh hell are you doing with my personal belongings?", exclaimed Sheldon, suddenly fully awake, as he slid out of his cocoonishly draped blanket and jumped out of bed.

"Where is that little box of baby wipes that you always carry around in your satchel?", she asked, now fully facing the tall and lean man standing behind her, face flushed with agitation, still bearing the imprint of his pillowcase, which caused her to chuckle a little.

Oblivious to that, Sheldon looked down at her with a puzzled expression.

"Why on earth would you go through my drawers to find something so ordinary, just go to a shop and buy some." "Because, as I said, it's freakin' urgent and I know you always have heaps of them in stock.", she shot him impatiently. Bewildered, he opened the drawer underneath, grabbed one of the little blue packages and handed it over to her. This behaviour was awkward, even for Penny who he knew to be an unpredictable source of trouble for him. He didn't like it to be unable to predict things, his calculations always made sense and never surprised him unpleasantly, so why could this woman, who obviously was part of the physical universe, not just obey its rules and be as easy to treat?
She quickly thanked him and ushered out of his room, saying something about explaining everything later.

Thus he was left there standing alone and unsure whether to be angry or just utterly confused. She interfered with his schedule. That was very rude of her. Now he had to sanitise his cabinet, put its contents back into order and try to find a morning routine for this peculiar day. Just how much more peculiar it would get was yet out of his knowing.