A simple trick

As the queue progressed, Vanessa and Chris got very close to the conveyor belt. By this point, Chris had internally kept so much anxiety he was about to explode. All it took was one major scream in the walls to trigger him. "Hey lady!" He yelled at Vanessa, who turned around raising her perfect left eyebrow. "I know you wanna hit me, so why don't you fucking do it rich bitch!" He yelled at her.

Vanessa crossed both her eyebrows, she hated insults, especially from someone of this man's class. "Listen here, get on your fucking level old man, I'm better than you in every way!" She yelled at him. "Is that why you're here huh? You're so much better than me that you've fallen from a life of luxury and rich bitch stuff to wiping shit and piss off toilets in a prison designed to break and humiliate you! We're exactly the same, you and me.." Chris yelled at her, getting close to her face.

Vanessa lost all of her cool, any rational thought had been sidelined. Chris hit a nerve, and now he had to pay. She raised both her cuffed fists, and smacked them into his face, causing a nosebleed. He screamed and yelled as loud as he could, expressing his pain. "Oh get a fucking load of yourself, getting beaten by a woman is bad enough but being dramatic like that!? Come on!!" Vanessa taunted, a smirk forming. She enjoyed watching Chris roll about on the floor.

Two guards and the employee with the clipboard rushed over. The two guards grabbed Vanessa's shoulders and held her in place. "Hey! Let go of me! He's the one you should be worrying about!" Vanessa yelled at the guards. The employee knelt down by Chris and made sure he was okay. "What happened Chris." She asked him. "She fucking hit me! No warning or anything, I was just minding my business!" Chris explained to the woman, clutching his bleeding nose.

Vanessa was shocked that he lied that badly. "Oh bullshit! You deserved that punch after what you said!" Vanessa yelled, the employee looked at her with concern. "She's lying! Chris was just chillin and she decked him!" Someone in the queue behind them yelled out. Many more people agreed and sided with Chris, solidifying the employee's judgement of the situation.

Vanessa was beyond stunned, she was distraught and furious that nobody took her side. Was she that bad? She asked herself. "They're lying!! They're all fucking lying!!" Vanessa yelled, fighting a losing battle. The employee helped Chris up to his feet and then walked towards Vanessa. "I knew you were trouble from the moment you walked in here!" She yelled at Vanessa, who screamed many expletives back.

The employee chuckled. "Chris, you'll be pleased to know Vanessa's position is up for grabs and I'm offering it to you." She asked Chris, who immediately agreed. "Thank you ma'am, thank you so much..." He thanked her, he got on his knee and prayed. "As for this specimen, guards fastrack her to the front, I think she'll make a much better pooper!" She ordered the guards.

Vanessa kicked and screamed as she was dragged toward the conveyor belt, making a massive scene. "YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!! I'M VANESSA SINCLAIR AND WHEN I'M OUTTA HERE I'LL GIVE YOU ALL HELL!!" She screeched, unleashing all of her anger.