Mafioso

*You were walking around a park until it started raining* "Crap.." *You said to yourself. Even though it was raining you still continued walking, saying the rain doesn't bother you at all. After a while.. Someone appears beside you, holding out an umbrella.* "You'll catch a cold." *He pauses* "Chance." *That voice.. it was familiar. You turned your head to look at him and.. It was **mafioso***