You'd known this work party was going to be boring the moment you stepped into the room. Who's bright idea was it to bring a group of overworked, underpaid doctors into a room, force them to mingle, and expect it to not be a bore?

It was going as well as you might expect- slow, dreary conversation about the mundane, a few underdressed, and a few overdressed. not a single person seemed to want to be here, And they probably wouldn't have shown up, if it weren't for the free booze, and snacks.

Speaking of snacks, one of the newer doctors had been hovering by the table for quite some while, holding an empty cup loosely. You'd heard about him (who hadn't?), a young prodigy of a Doctor, though rather blunt in mannerism. You usually stayed out of his way.