Fluffy Mates Chase Their Boss on Survival Show
Chapter 302 Unexpected Visitor
For a moment, George just looked bewildered. Then it clicked. “Oh… wait, I thought you two were already together.”
The entire awkward scene played out live on Vanguard’s stream, sending the chat into hysterics
The chat erupted in howls of virtual laughter.
[LOL! Carson is low-key adorable.]
[Right? I figured they were a couple after that whole cliff thing on Planet M715.]
[Yeah, me too!]
[But they never actually said they’re together, right? No official confession.]
[Still, Layla acts differently around Carson than she does with Oliver.]
[Eh, I ship it all! I’m here for the chaos!]
Back in the room, Layla sighed, feeling like her love life was a tangled knot.
The netizens were just adding fuel to the fire.
She sighed helplessly, hesitating for a moment before asking, “Shane, do you think I’m… too much of a player?”
Shane paused his task and turned, meeting her gaze with utter seriousness. “I’ve never thought that. If I were in your shoes, I’d want to cherish every remarkable person drawn to me. It just proves how extraordinary you are. You deserve to be wanted.”
As usual, Shane’s words smoothed things over like a healing salve,
Layla felt a weight lift off her shoulders.
He wasn’t wrong. Shaped by the “live for now” ethos of the apocalypse, where each day could be her last, her mindset wasn’t easy to reshape.
A wave of quiet appreciation washed over her-thankful Shane had been her first.
Had it been George, with his unwavering, all-consuming focus, she’d likely be permanently anchored to a rigid, one-on-one commitment by now.
Noticing her softened expression, Shane proudly presented the cookware he’d been crafting all day.
Layla’s eyes lit up as she examined it. “Perfect! Even better seal than the last one.”
This was exactly what she needed for the special dish she had in mind-something requiring pressure-
cooker-like containment.
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Chapter 302 Unexpected Visitor
A faint blush colored Shane’s cheeks at her praise. “I’m glad you like it.”
Fin
“Call the others in for dinner. I’ve been cooking all morning. It’ll get cold,” Layla said, glancing outside.
Shane nodded and stepped out. “Dinner’s ready!”
Six people gathered around the table, their salivary glands kicking into overdrive at the feast laid out.
“Haven’t had a proper meal from Layla in days. Digging in!” George didn’t wait, spearing a saucy scotch egg
with his fork.
The burst of savory, spiced flavor was incredible.
How does she manage such complex taste with limited resources?
Watching the usually polished George eat with such unbridled enthusiasm, the netizens found it endearing.
[So much more relatable than his aloof celebrity persona!]
[Telling you, he’s not arrogant, just a tsundere.]
[Consider me a converted fan!]
For a brief, golden moment, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
The peace shattered with a knock on the cabin door.
A familiar, timid voice called from outside. “Layla? Are you there?”
Layla’s brow furrowed.
Around the table, everyone froze, utensils hovering, all eyes turning to the door.
It creaked open, revealing Stella’s face.
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