An Unfinished Business

"I was screwed.
I knew this even before I could know what screwed meant. I loved blood more than dolls, biology more than fashion, medical drama more than chickflicks and 'Newman's book of biological facts' more than boys. For all I know, if you're not getting drunk and dancing to David Guetta music at 2 a.m. in a bar, your life was pretty much sorted; may life pardon my scoff and sigh!
Now, at 23, I'm about to enter the next big step: Residency. It's everything that I wanted and everything that I want to run away from. 100 hour weeks, lonely home, a best friend hundreds of kilometers away and a man quite stubborn to get in my pants. As I said, I'm screwed"
Allow me, to tell you this girl's story. With a degree, a coat and a stethoscope around her neck, witness her dealing with the sexy womaniser next door who will wait for as long as it takes to bed her only to feed his ego, a best friend who has her own affair going with the media and the one thing that's keeping her sane: tearing people apart.
But for now, her lively business with the city and its people is as its supposed to be : Unfinished.