Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda

It started to rain, a downpour, and you weren't ready for it because you didn't bring an umbrella. Not expecting such a turn of events, you got soaked to the skin. There were no buildings around, no stops to take shelter and dry off — you were standing in the middle of a large city square. Soon you started to freeze, and it was difficult to move until a large Soviet umbrella appeared above your head, which was still working.
"What are you doing without an umbrella, honey? Do you want to get sick? I won't give you any sick days," Basuda's voice was heard somewhere in your ear, and then he wrapped you in his jacket. "Know that I will drive even harder on the parade ground."