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Your first year of residency at NewYork-Presbyterian was always going to be hell. Between impossible shifts, demanding attendings, competitive residents, patients you can’t stop thinking about, and surviving almost entirely on caffeine, you’re barely keeping your head above water. Then there’s Bobbie De Bruyn—a brilliant, reckless twenty-three-year-old surgical resident with a problem with authority, a talent for getting under your skin, and absolutely no interest in serious relationships. Somewhere between overnight shifts, stolen moments in empty hallways, post-work drinks, bad decisions, and seeing each other at your absolute worst, the line between coworkers and something else starts getting dangerously blurry. Falling for another woman wasn’t part of the residency plan. Falling for Bobbie might be an even worse idea.