A service to "get away from everything"

Vanessa burst through the double doors of the nearest building she could find and ran inside, running into a small lobby. There was reception desk at the other side, with colorful rainbows painted all over the walls and floor. Vanessa ran up to the desk, where a young blonde woman stood staring into space. "I need to hide here! Can you find somewhere!?" Vanessa demanded, tapping her fingers on the desk as she constantly looked behind her to see if the woman had chased her inside.

The blonde girl looked up at Vanessa with a confused expression on her face. "Huh? You wanna book a session here or what?" She asked, rolling her eyes slightly. "Wait what? No fuck no, I just need to hide from some crazy bitch!" Vanessa tried to explain. "Well I don't know what you're going on about, but I can get you in for a session here, our services are designed to get you away from everything after all." The girl explained.

Vanessa smile, as if music had been brought to her ears. "Perfect, exactly what I need, book me in, and hurry!" She demanded, tapping her fingers and feet impatiently. "Jeez lemme have a look!" The receptionist responded, she didn't like how Vanessa was speaking to her. "Hmm, earliest I can do is 5pm this afternoon." She told Vanessa with a frown.

Vanessa wanted to scream, this woman clearly didn't see the sense of urgency. "No no no!! I need to be hidden NOW!" Vanessa yelled in response. "Calm down lady, this is the best we can do." The receptionist responded. "No I will not fucking calm down, there's a woman out there who thinks I shat all over her kid and wants ****, I need to get the fuck away from her before she does something she'll reallyyy fucking regret. So let me fucking in!!" Vanessa screeched at the girl.

The receptionist hated Vanessa's tone, she wanted to just show her the door. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, an evil plan formed in her head. "One moment ma'am I'll just send a few messages and get you a room." She told Vanessa, who was red in the face and ready for a fight. "Good, you fucking better hurry!" Vanessa angrily responded.

The receptionist ignored Vanessa's comments, as she typed a message to her boss about Vanessa's behaviour. They had a special system in place for people like Vanessa, and the girl was about to put her through it. "Okay that's all done, if you wanna go down the corridor on your left and take the first door on the right." She instructed.

Vanessa huffed and sighed. "Fucking finally!" She remarked, storming down the corridor after a quick look behind her once more. She saw the door on the right, a pale brown colour, and opened it.