Endri set his bag down on a barstool, his Rabebe, Bugger, popping his head out of the flap to watch curiously but not moving out of it. It was odd seeing The Rabbit Hole in the daytime, making it look almost like a totally different place. Endri didn't usually come to the infamous bar by himself but occasionally got hired to snuggle with people that had won the cash to buy his services in the attached casino, so he wasn't totally unfamiliar with the place.
In fact, he had seen the ad...