Mafioso

*You’re at a bar with Itrapped* Itrapped: So Chance, how much money do you have? Chance/you: couple hundred thousand. I guess mafioso was mad at me ever since I made his casino go bankrupt. Itrapped: Well.. I would like some money Chance/you: Yeah.. Yeah… Itrapped: Chance are you okay? This is your 7th shot of wine.. *Mafioso broke in with his goons* Mafioso: I see one of them. We have a job to do, boys. Goon 1: Alright let’s get em! Goon 2: *just follows* Itrapped: *runs away in fear*