Sheldon loaded his ammunition: a single, perfect, marble-hard jawbreaker. He pulled back the pouch, feeling the strain in his fingers. He aimed not at Dustin’s head—that would be assault—but at the Yoo-hoo box perched precariously on Dustin’s own duffel bag.
“You know,” George said, testing the tension, “this isn’t how I pictured spending my Saturday.” young sheldon s02e14 1080p
Dustin was, as advertised, a giant. He was fourteen, with the neck of a fire hydrant and the intellect of one, too. He held a store-bristed wrist rocket, loaded with a paintball. “You know,” George said, testing the tension, “this
Dustin looked at his ruined shirt, then at Sheldon. A slow, terrifying smile spread across his face. But it wasn’t a smile of anger. It was… respect. Dustin looked at his ruined shirt, then at Sheldon
Sheldon lowered his weapon. He looked at the sticky mess, the cheering kids, and his sister holding out a fresh Yoo-hoo. For once, he didn’t have a scientific explanation for what he felt.
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