she's a morning person. every single day she wakes up with a smile brighter than the morning sun itself. she's a dreamer; she resets the reality of yesterdays - and she makes today a brand new day for her brand new dream.
he's not a morning person. he eats stupid people in the morning after he gives them his signature morning death stares. he doesn't reset the past - and he never think he can. he steps out of the house every morning with a pair of heavy shoulders, sets low expectations and walks cautiously ... afraid of the harshness of life. he doesn't talk about dreams in the morning.
she's not an evening person, he is. towards the end of each day, he's thankful he survived. she's on the other end sulks as she sees her dreams come undone.
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