Rayne carried two boxes while Julian carried the other two. They walked down the staircase and to their SUV with the old man.
"I never got your name", said Rayne as she placed the boxes in the trunk of the car.
"Adam", he replied.
She reached into her backpack and pulled out a small sandwich, "Here you go Adam, I hope it's to your taste".
This was the first time the old man showed a look of surprise on his face. He looked at her outstretched arm and the sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap that she was holding.
"For me?", he asked again, gulping slightly.
Rayne smiled, "Yes! Don't worry, I have more! You mentioned that you haven't eaten in a while, please have this."
After a few moments, Adam extended his arms to accept the food. He held the sandwich as if it was a brick of solid gold with shaky hands.
"I don't remember the last time I saw a sandwich. Thank you", he said quietly.
It took him a while to actually open it and begin eating, as he savored the feeling of having a meal other than stale bread or dried biscuits.
Rayne smiled as she watched him carefully take a bite. After confirming he enjoyed it she walked over to the other side of the car, giving him some space to eat.
Julian went back upstairs to see if the mother-daughter pair needed help carrying their things down, and when he arrived at their apartment, an entire stack of boxes blocked the view inside their apartment.
"We still have a few more things we need to pack!", Rachael's mother shouted from inside.
Julian looked at the stack of boxes in front of him and scratched his head, wondering how they were going to fit anything inside.
Rachael squeezed through the boxes and looked at him with an apologetic expression.
"Sorry, she can't seem to part with any of these items. I tried telling her there was no room but she insisted", she said quietly.
"Well, we can try to fit it. But I'm not sure if we can get all of it in", he said.
Rachael nodded and pointed to the front stack of boxes, "These are the most important, the ones in the back are mostly memorabilia."
Julian nodded then picked up a few of the front boxes and began carrying them down to the car.
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Rayne spotted him from the side of the car and walked over to help.
"Is this all?", she asked, slightly surprised.
"Ha, if only. They have so many boxes, I don't think we'll be able to fit them all", he said, shaking his head.
Rayne laughed, "We'll, us women do typically require more items. Let's see if we can fit them all."
They began stacking the boxes inside the trunk of the SUV. Thankfully Adam's only had a few items, leaving a good amount of space.
Rayne followed Julian back upstairs to help carry the rest of the boxes. When they made it to Rachael's apartment, the two women were finally finished backing.
They managed to carry the rest of the items down in a single trip thanks to Julian carrying such a large stack that he couldn't see where he was going.
When they made it to the car, Rayne and Julian had to play Tetris in order to fit all of the boxes and bags inside. They managed to fit most of the items only because Julian strapped some of the sturdier boxes to the roof of the car.
"I'm surprised all of that we managed to fit all of this", said Rayne, closing the trunk of the car.
Julian looked over at her with a cheeky smile, "Only because you happened to carry car straps."
Rayne blushed from his teasing tone. The others looked at them with a confused expression, deciding to leave the two love birds alone.
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Once everyone was settled in the car Julian decided to head back home. He originally wanted to visit a few more places to gather more information, but with the added cargo and people, he decided to call it a day.
They quietly drove back out of the city and towards the mountains. Everyone stayed quiet while they watched the cityscape disappear behind them.
"You guys weren't kidding about being outside of the city. I guess the rural folk are better built for these kinds of disasters. They're more self-sufficient", said Adam.
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