Harold had been so focused on Natalie just now that he honestly hadn't noticed the puppy.
His eyes lit up when he saw the puppy. "You really take good care of your dog! Her fur is so shiny and soft."
He'd always had a soft spot for cute things.
"Does she bite? Can I pet him?"
The moment Lucky was mentioned, Natalie started watching Harold closely.
It wasn't that she didn't trust Harold, but times were rough, and too many people were after dogs these days. She couldn't afford to let her guard down.
To Natalie, Lucky wasn't just a pet anymore—she was her only family left.
She kept an eye on Harold's expression, but he didn't seem suspicious at all.
He gently scratched Lucky's head, and the little one didn't pull away.
That put Natalie at ease. She called Lucky and headed home.
She figured Harold probably hadn't gone hungry yet, so seeing her dog didn't give him any bad ideas.
Natalie brought the fabric back to her place and started looking for snacks. Harold was still waiting at her door, totally trusting she wouldn't just take the fabric and vanish.
Inside, Natalie stared at her stash of snacks, unsure what to give him.
How am I supposed to trade snacks for something worth over 700,000 dollars?
What am I even supposed to pack for him?
She actually had way more than 700,000 dollars' worth of snacks in her inventory, but if she took out too much at once, people would get suspicious.
Even before the disaster, hardly anyone kept that many snacks at home.
Now that it was the apocalypse, bringing out that many snacks would be way too flashy.
It was one thing for people to know she was well-stocked, but if anyone started thinking she'd seen the apocalypse coming—or, worse, that she had some sort of special storage power—it would be a disaster.
Based on what she observed, Harold was pretty imaginative person.
He'd probably read a lot of apocalypse stories. If she wasn't careful, he might figure out her secret. She had to play it safe.
Besides, food didn't cost the same anymore.
People would trade a whole gold bracelet just for two bags of oatmeal.
She figured it was safest to just give him a reasonable amount of everything.
With that in mind, Natalie found a big cardboard box and started packing it with snacks.
Potato chips, spicy meat sticks, popcorn, cheese wafers, peanuts, pretzels, gummies—she threw a few bags of each inside.
Does instant oatmeal count as a snack?
She wasn't sure, but there was space left in the box, so she added two boxes of oatmeal too.
After she was done, she taped up the box and even made a handle out of tape for Harold.
When she finished, she added a box of Coke to the haul.

Would Harold think this is enough?

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