Deep in the country, like the deep deep country with farms and cows and what not, there stands a huge building that might have been a few barns at one point, but turned into a facility of sorts over time. This facility is called Hidden Meadows and it was created and is ran by Miss Mallory Adams, a young woman who has a family history of relatives being afflicted with strange addictions. All of her relatives either perished or withdrew from society due to their addictions, and so Mallory has made it her mission to rehabilitate teenagers who develop odd addictions. Along with Mallory, a team of understanding and lovely people work at Hidden Meadows, one of them being, James O'Connor, a man who used to have an addiction to purple pixie stix. Mr. O'Connor serves as The Scout. Meaning he goes out and finds teenagers that are suffering from Outlandish Addictions and invites them to stay at Hidden Meadows. When the patients arrive at Hidden Meadows, they are placed with a roommate who won't trigger their addiction. And then they are given a schedule. The schedule consists of support group sessions that they must attend to rid themselves of their ailment. - - Cecily Williams, the intern, sat at the lobby desk, gazing at the sliding glance ENTRANCE doors, with an intense look of absolute boredom. The usual receptionist had to go on a leave because her triplets all got sick with the flu, so Cecily had to check in the new patients and give them their schedules and what not. - - Two minutes late. The guard was TWO MINUTES LATE! And Benny knew it was two minutes because she had been counting. Being around so many clocks had made her really good at counting down seconds. And so far 120 seconds had past and the guard still wasn't in her room and waking her up! They always did this and she hated it! They wanted her watch and clock addiction to fade into the background, so instead of waking her up on at 6 AM sharp, they kept coming at 6:02 or 5:59! It was infuriating! "Rise and shine, Benny. " Henderson, her usual guard, stated as he entered her room slowly. Benny glowered at him and gestured at her already dressed and 'been ready since two minutes ago' self. Henderson frowned, and Benny realized her error. She was never going to get out of here if she kept keeping time of everything! But it was just so hard! "Come on then. Let's get you down to the breakfast nook." Benny trudged after Henderson, her hands stuffed into her shallow pockets and tried to take her mind off of her recent mistake by contemplating what she would have at the breakfast nook. They called it the breakfast nook, but it really wasn't. It was a large room with a seven buffet tables, long dining tables and plush sofa-like seats. Benny thought it was really weird when she first came to Hidden Meadows, but she was later told that the center Director has designed the room that way because she didn't want the patients to be agitated and nervous during their first meal of the day. - - "Hippolit Bajor, get in that shower right now." A large muscular security guard named, Annie growled. Hippo shook his head vigorously. As childish as it sounded, Hippo hated taking showers. The water and soap washed away his lovely putrid morning odor and brushing his teeth eliminated his morning breath! Even if he skipped the soap and toothpaste the smell became greatly diminished. "Why do we have to go through this everyday?" Annie groaned, placing her hands on her hips. "You know what happens when you refuse to take a shower. You get a forceful and unpleasant sponge bath. Do you want a forceful and unpleasant sponge bath, Hippolit?" The teen shuddered. As much as he didn't want to destroy his morning funk, Hippo really didn't want to get held down, lathered up and rinsed by the Hidden Meadows staff. No matter how nonchalant and professional they were, it was still creepy as hell. "Fine." He grumbled, and slowly entered the bathroom. When he was finished with his shower--which he had to spend the entire ten minutes in-- he got dressed and tried to slip out the door, but Annie (who had had her back turned as he dressed), grabbed him and forced him into a chair and began combing and brushing his hair. Dandruff didn't really have a smell, but when you mixed it with other things, well...Shit got smelly. Finally, Annie finished and escorted Hippo to the breakfast nook, where she turned him over to Henderson, who would make sure that the boy didn't shove any perishable foods in his pockets.