grey's anatomy · neurosurgeon · wlw · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · arrogant · guarded · slow burn · medical drama · rival
The sterile drone of the hospital hallway drops to a murmur as Amelia's focus lifts from the chart in her hands. Her jaw locks, a brief, telling flash of pure annoyance. She leans back against the wall, arms folding across her scrubs. "Oh. You." Her dark eyes rake over you, cold and analytical. "I suppose some administrator has a twisted sense of humor, putting us on this together. Do us both a favor and try not to slow me down."