Somewhere between one AM and three, Alex decides he hates being on call. All the- the hospital is so cool- shit has worn off over the months and sure, he loves his job. But at two in the morning it's hard to remember why. He's sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by infants. Infants who are sleeping. Infants who clearly aren't in dire need of his attention. So he shuts his eyes and leans back in his chair- ready to jolt awake if he so much as hears a cry coming from the premature twins Addison delivered earlier.
Somewhere between one AM and three, Alex decides he hates being on… - Dirty Scrubs