The weather was finally back to normal after that ridiculous snow storm and Jack thought it warmer out too, which was a bonus. March was so unpredictable (clearly) that he never quite knew what to leave the house in most days. It was rarely too cold for him to make the walk to the hospital, but he hadn't ventured out during the storm at all, obviously and he didn't trust the floo.

Today was pleasantly warm and he'd decided to take a walk on his lunch break to the post office. He had tried to ease up on writing Emerson quite as often, but still aimed for once every other week or so. Jack had thought about just using one of the hospital owls, but ultimately decided against it. He could use a stretch break anyway.

Though, as he stepped into the post office, he might have thought otherwise as they post office was caught in quite the kerfuffle when he arrived. Feathers were everywhere and he head someone shouting. "Everything alright in here?" He managed, closing the door behind him quickly to prevent any creatures from escaping.