Being a bar, the Rabbit Hole had seen its fair share of loud and rowdy patrons. Security was always nearby in case things got too hectic for the staff to handle, but Hops felt she could call herself a bonafide de-escalator of non-violent confrontations, like yelling. Or crying.
It just so happened that tonight was probably going to devolve into both of those. Since it was a weekday, there weren’t as many customers...
