Alex rubbed his eyes before sweeping one hand through his hair. As he staggered towards the bar door, he gave a wave to where Nuka was, unsure if she was awake or still asleep.

"Thanks for the nap Nuka."

As he stepped outside, he immediately shielded his eyes as the light brightly greeted him, burning his pupils. With a grumble he began making his rounds to deliver the vitamins and medicine. Short route today, thank the Goddess. Just a little ways out of town to the nearby residences. The patient was too old to make the trip into Mineral town nowadays. Like many of his habits now, Alex had simply taken to getting a large portion of the medicine to last about a week and delivering it directly. It was useful for getting some exercise at least. Alex spent most of his time at his desk, doing paperwork or making more medicine and filling out orders for supplies. During his off time, he'd tinker and experiment with new formulas and concoctions. It was little wonder younger residents saw him almost as a mad scientist. It was quite bothersome really. The doctor eventually made his way back to the clinic, having become more fully awake now that he had walked around a bit. It was a sunny day, unfortunately. Spring and summer were easily Alex's least favorite seasons of the year. His large amount of hair made summer almost unbearable, despite tying it up a lot. However, when he does so, even long time residents of the town occasionally mistake him for a woman. He was frequently questioned about why he didn't just cut it shorter, but despite the troubles it caused, Alex rather liked his locks. Heading inside his home, his stomach grumbled a bit. Well, now would be the time to eat the breakfast Joel had made for him. Annoyingly, the priest was actually a pretty good cook, so Alex couldn't complain about that much. It certainly wasn't french toast, and was actually a little less sweet than the doctor preferred, but it was tasty nonetheless. Putting the dishes away, he grabbed his notebook and took a seat at his desk, papers strewn about the area. There was an organization to his madness, but only Alex seemed to ever understand it. He scribbled a medication adjustment for the patient he just met before settling down to paperwork and note scribbling. His front door was propped open, letting a breeze flow through the house to help cool things off.