Where the gang met an enticing mischievous woman named Amy Farrah Fowler.
With her signature red-lipped warm smiles, melodious laughs and captivating soulful presence, she seamlessly wormed her way in the gang.
Everyone loved her. Everyone except for Sheldon.
If it wasn't for her, they all would still be fussing over him and marvel over his intelligence.
You cannot put the two in the same room. Sheldon with his mocking and uncalled comments sure will ruin everyone's time.
Though, one day, everyone came to see the two sitting together at the couch mum. Sheldon's on his spot with disheveled hair and lips bruised with a familial shade of red lipstick.
A/N: "Sometimes, the baby wins." Yeah, Sheldon's the baby of the group, so how'd you think he'd react if a hotsy totsy from Glendale steal his spotlight? This is a jumbled word mess. If found a story with similar plot or based a story from this prompt— I'm shamyshenanigan on IG! I'd love to read the story.