The television blaring was Weissas sat on the couch, a spoonful of cereal in her mouth, Tiff and Jess scream were screaming at each other and tugging at the sleeves of a silk shirt. A groan came from the bathroom before the toilet flushed for the fourth time today.

"Surviving?" Weiss called, still chewing.

"I don't wanna answer that," Winter's voice was muffled by the door.

"How much did you have to drink?"

"Only a few drinks! Ugh, I was fine and then Amy was dragging me back home," Winter complained, turning on the sink and gargling the bitter taste from her mouth. Weiss finished the last of her cereal and started to drink the milk, she could feel the white mustache on her lip and she giggled.

"She wasn't exactly dragging you, but she was definitely keeping you standing. Do you remember screaming that you were the Queen of floor eight up and down the halls?" She asked while walked over to put her dish in the sink

"Did I?" Winter cried, the bathroom door flying open. Her skin was pale, and strands of sweaty hair stuck to her forehead. She was in jeans, a tee-shirt, and bare feet. It looked like even that was weighing her down.

"Maybe," She smirked.

"Wait- Weiss come on, did I or not?" Winter begged, clutching to her forehead like she keeping it from vibrating to pieces. Weiss gave her sister a devious smile and walked up to her sister, patting her comfortingly on the shoulder.

"Ask the neighbors and find out," She winked, leaving Winter gaping at her.

"Weiss, please, don't do this to your loving sister. I need to know if I can look Earl in the eye," She pleaded, reaching out as Weiss turned and walked towards her room. "Weiss," She called out, only hearing the sound of a closing door.

"Hurry up, I don't wanna be late," Weiss called hearing Winter cry to herself before going to get ready in her own room.

When Weiss got home last night she'd shoved her earbuds and cd payer under the bed, determined to go another day without music. Then, as the night started to fill her with doubt, she decided to put them in her music drawer for safekeeping. When she'd woken up this morning, feeling surprisingly well-rested, she'd moved them to her table. Not to take them with her or anything, but because she realized that she'd probably wanna listen to something when she got home. Now, she stood there biting her nails, resisting the urge to shove the player in her bag and rush out the door.

"We'll leave when the coffee's done," Winter called, rummaging around the cupboards and clinking the glasses and mugs together as she searched on her tiptoes.

Weiss grabbed the earbuds and twisted the cable around her fingers, loving the way the smooth plastic felt on her skin. "Is listening to music really that bad?" She asked herself, grabbing the cd player, warmth spread into her from simply holding it. Weiss walked to her drawer and pulled it open with her foot, eyes glittering as she looked over the names of the bands.

But the warmth abandoned her just as quickly as it had come, leaving her feeling cold and empty. She touched the hard plastic of her cd's, but she wasn't paying attention to which one. She knew each one of these disks by heart, and could probably name each song. She could tell you how each of these songs made her feel, when the best parts of each of them were. But she couldn't name even one of her classmates before yesterday. Weiss wanted to cry at that moment.

But as all moments do, it passed. Determination coursed through her veins she set down the earbuds and player in the drawer, shutting it with a hard kick. She turned and walked out the door with her head held high, ready to take on the day for the first time in a long time.

However, it looked like the day had already punched Winter in the face. She was leaning against the front door with flip-flops on and sunglasses covering her bloodshot eyes, sipping a mug of coffee.

"You're seeing clients like that?"

"Why don't you ask the neighbors and find out?" Winter mocked.

"Are you still on that?" Weiss questioned, grinning.

"As a matter of fact, I am. And today's a paperwork day, thank God," She breathed, rubbing her temples.

"Good, why don't you take a nap while you're there? It'll do you some good." Weiss said, hearing an echo of her mother's voice, "and for your information, you weren't screaming through the halls last night," Weiss said as she walked through the door.

"Oh thank-"

"You were singing," Weiss laughed, running to the elevator.

"Weiss!" she called out, smiling.

As it turns out, Winter hadn't sung or screamed in the halls at all. Apparently, she'd tried helping Earl with his crosswords, only to pass out while leaning over his table though. He had explained it through lungfuls of laughter while Winter blushed and charged through the lobby, dragging Weiss after her.

Now, Weiss was watching the city speed by out the window as some garbage melody was playing on the radio.

"How did your meeting go yesterday?" Winter asked, snapping Weiss out of her thoughts.

"Nothing interesting to report," Weiss said in a flat, rehearsed tone.

"How about walking home? Anything interesting then" Winter pushed, not sure if Weiss had perked up at the question or if it had been her imagination.

"Actually, something did happen," Weiss said, Winter did a double-take.

"Really? What?" She asked, trying to keep her words from dripping with curiosity.

"I saw a dog," Weiss smiled, twisting a lock of hair in her finger.

"What breed?"

"Oh, I have no idea," She shrugged, unconcerned.

"Was it big or small?"

"Yes,"

"Yes? What does that mean?"

"It means that he was a small dog, but was still… Big,"

"You mean fat?" Winter laughed

"I was trying to put it nicely," Weiss chuckled. That was when Winter noticed something odd.

"Hey, where's your music?"

"My what?" Weiss said far too quickly.

"My cd player, did you lose it?"

"Of course I wouldn't lose it!" Weiss laughed awkwardly, waving her arms in the air, trying to talk with her hands.

"Good. Then where is it?"

"It's in my music drawer," Weiss admitted quietly.

"Any reason why? You always bring it to school," Winter asked concerned. The first thought that came into her mind was a bully. Her second thought was how long it would take her to storm into Ozpin's office, demanding to know what parent she had to yell at. Her third thought? You could probably guess.

"Just wanna try something new is all. I promised to try after all," Weiss said with a nervous smile, holding up her pinky.

"Oh. Well, you don't have to do anything you don't want to," She assured her sister, but Weiss shook her head.

"I know, but honestly… I wanna try," Weiss was talking softly, her words carried plenty of weight behind them. If there was one thing that was true about Schnee's, it's that they never backed down after their mind is made up.

"I know I've been telling you this since the day you were born, but don't be afraid to ask if you need anything," Winter said sincerely, reaching over and rubbing her sister's arm lightly, glad when Weiss smiled.

"I will, don't worry," Weiss nodded, having had this same conversation thousands of times in their lives already, with thousands more to come.

"Good. Now, does this mean I can have the player back then?" Winter teased.

"If today goes well then you can borrow it tomorrow," Weiss grinned, patting her sister's hand like a babysitter would do.

"Really? That's so thoughtful, letting me borrow my cd player,"

"I thought so too," Weiss agreed, while Winter laughed, pulling into the school.

"Same time as usual, right? Or am I gonna get a ton of random texts again?" Weiss asked as the car came to a smooth stop.

"I thought you didn't get those?" Winter smirked, while Weiss felt her face redden like a tomato as she stuttered, trying to think of a response.

"Next time, I text back," Winter smiled, reaching across her sister and opening the door. Weiss nodded, defeated, stepping out of the car. "Have a good day, Love you!" Winter called as the door shut, driving away without waiting for Weiss to walk away.

But when Weiss turned towards the school, her embarrassment melted away. She nodded to herself, then set off for the robotics room.

-Authors Note-

Hey everyone, I hope you're enjoying the story so far! I've really liked how it's been developing and I have a lot planned for this story, so I hope everyone keeps reading! If anyone has any comments, questions, or concerns, please leave a comment below (I read all of them). It always makes my day whenever I get a comment! See everyone next week!