Days over

Alex grunted hammering in the last fence post into the ground. He was tired, hungry, and nursing a headache. Wiping his brow with a bandana from his pocket, he began to gather his tools up, leaving the last bit of work to the other hands, before heading to the bunkhouse to shower. Hopping into the shower he let the got water soothe his muscles as he cleaned up before finishing up and gathering some clothes so he could head out to his camp.