Does Alex notice her lack of clothes?

No, but something does.

As Alex continued her stroll, a group of squirrels, their bushy tails flicking with curiosity, scampered out from behind a nearby tree. They had spotted the barefoot brunette and, with twitching noses, decided her shirt and bra was the perfect material for their nests. The first squirrel, bolder than the others, darted up to her and began nibbling at the hem of her shirt. Alex, oblivious to the tiny creature tugging at her clothes, turned another page, muttering something about character development. The other squirrels, emboldened by their companion's success, joined in, their tiny teeth gnawing at the fabric.

The squirrels worked with surprising efficiency, their tiny teeth gnawing through the fabric with a determination that belied their cute appearance. The shirt, now dotted with tiny holes and fraying edges, clung precariously to Alex's shoulders.