SMTWTFS

    "What was today again? Right, Wednesday."
    The brown-haired meister fumbled a bit with a small case, opening the compartment marked "W" and taking a small tablet from inside. This she quickly popped into her mouth and washed down with a glass of water.
    "Pills, eh?" came a voice from behind her.
    She jumped and turned around to face the source of the voice. "Oh! Stein, don't sneak up on me like that!"
    "But that's my job," he said with a grin. "Anyway, you take medication? What for?"
    "Yes, I take medication..." Francesca replied. "One mood stabilizer in the morning , and the same one plus an anxiety medication at night..." She looked to the side, avoiding his eyes.
    "Ever go off them?" he asked.
    "Not really..." she answered. "I've forgotten to take them for a couple days at a time, but not long enough for them to leave my system..."
    "What do you think would happen if you did go off them?" he questioned.
    "I... I don't know," she said. "I'm kind of afraid to try that... I don't know how much of my ability to function is due to the meds... I've been on them since I was a kid, so I can't really tell what part of my improvement over the years is because of therapy and what part is because of the medication..."
    "Really?" he said. "Then it would be interesting to see what you would be like if you stopped taking them for a while..."
    "I'm not doing that," she said sternly. "Why do you care so much anyway?"
    "Well..." he said. "I was wondering if maybe you'd be more like me..."
    "If that's all you want, fine. I can do that without going off my meds," she said. "You told me yourself, I should let my walls come down more often. I can do that perfectly fine and safely with the help of my pills."
    "When am I going to see that, then?" he said, stepping closer to her.
    "Soon," she said, smiling. "You know, maybe I could help you with a project or something for starters..."
    "Oh? Like what?" he questioned.
    "Have anything we could rip apart together?" she asked, smirking.
    "Now you're coming around," he said with a knowing smile. He pulled her closer. "Stop hiding it. You're a woman after my own heart."
    "Maybe I am..." she purred, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Maybe that's why I like you so much..."
    "Shall I go prepare something for us to dismantle?" he asked, grinning.
    "I'd like that very much," she replied.
    He gave her a quick kiss before stalking off to find a prime specimen at any cost. He knew he was changing her, but for the first time he realized that she had been changing him as well. And it felt wonderful.