California sis. I'm between Los Angeles and San Diego a block and a cliff off the beach. It is 12:30 AM Saturday now.
Your morningness mixes with my evenings. I stay up late when you see me.
I stopped writing today at around 10:30pm local. I've always been more night oriented. I can do mornings if I'm forced but I don't prefer it. In the past I painted cars at night, I even prefer riding a bicycle at night. I love the quiet and calm when no one else is around. My internal dialog is far better than most interactions I have in life. I'm also easily distracted by noise.
I think #7. Mainly because at first I didn't notice the dagger in his side, and I was like, "but he seems fine... OH"