Oct 07, 2007 17:51
Seattle!AU
He had no idea when he'd become such a fucking night owl.
Probably after working the graveyard shift and switching back to days. Hell on his sleep patterns, and no matter how fucked he knew he was going to be come work in the morning, he couldn't bring himself to crawl into bed. Too hyped up, too antsy. Finally, he'd abandoned his tiny apartment, taking a jacket and his cigarettes and heading for the piers.