[center][h3]Alex Teixeira[/h3][/center]

	Morning. What a dreadful reminder. Alex crinkled his eyelids as a column of sunlight struck his face relentlessly. He grunted and flung his right hand up from underneath a horrible collection of worn covers, shielding himself from the sun's brightness as every muscle in his body reflexively tensed, forcing the man into a giant carnival of morning stretches. Upon flinging his body off of the hardwood floor, Alex immediately noticed Rowena falling off of the torn sofa with a resounding [i]thud.[/i] [sub]'Morning'[/sub] she chirped. Alex glared at her for a moment, hunched forward with his elbows prone against the blankets covering both of his knees. He nodded to her and smiled, without thinking twice about it. Where were they again? A baby giggled nearby, prompting Alex to jerk his head towards Grace's crib. The spider was still there, feasting on a small tangled mess that likely contained some unfortunate flying insect, or an unlucky termite that had fallen through the wooden ceiling. A pain shot up the left side of Alex's neck right afterwards. He pulled one hand back to subvert the pain, lurching forward as he lost his balance. In his drowsy state, he barely had time to stop his body from toppling over onto its right side. Embarrassed, and eager to maintain lucidity, Alex pushed himself up, and rose to his feet, letting the warm rays of sunlight relax his lower back muscles. "[i]Bom Dia,[/i]" Alex hummed, smacking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. It was unfathomably dry, and full of dust. That's the price he payed for sleeping on the floor. "Ehm, Good morning," he clarified, knowing that not everyone knew the Portuguese platitude he uttered moments earlier.
	
	Working his way across the room, towards where he'd left his pack, Alex felt his joints pop like little firecrackers. It hurt, but no more than a few pin pricks. He reached into his bag, just after passing Rowena, and pulled out a can of tuna. "Bright today," He muttered, popping the can's lid. The fresh aroma of canned fish fumed far enough for anyone nearby to smell. Alex took a deep breath and sighed contently. But not everyone liked the smell of [i]fish.[/i]