As Laura begins to panic, she spots a daycare center with an empty parking lot. It was hardly her first choice, but it sure as hell beat having an accident. Almost at a full sprint now, she rushes to the entrance and finds her first bit of luck for the day. Someone had apparently forgotten to lock the door when they left.
Slipping inside she made her way to the first toilet she could locate, a toddler training potty. She undoes the buckles on her overalls and pulls them and her underwear down just in time. Almost the instant she sits down she feels her bladder give way. As she sits, Laura wonders how she went from a business professional to a toddler seconds away from not making it to the potty in such a short amount of time.
Once she feels the urine flow stop she cleans herself up and pulls back up her clothes. Making her way to wash her hands at a nearby sink that was part of a snack station, she feels her stomach growl. With all that happened she forgot she never actually ate dinner. Figuring she was already there, Laura helps herself to what remained of the day's snack; a juice box, a bag of animal crackers, and a banana. It wasn't what she would call fine dining but it was better than nothing.
Laura brings her "dinner" over to what appeared to be mats for nap time and plopps down. As she eats she feels the adrenaline that had kept her going fade. Feeling completely drained she doubts she will be able to make it the rest of the way without resting. Laying down she closes her eyes vowing to only rest for a few minutes. Promptly as any young child resisting bed time, she falls asleep.