The world was literally ending there was even a countdown. She could hear her neighbors evacuating the building into the streets. It would have been an appropriate time to think about how little she knew about the lives of the people around her. She could hear children crying though she had never once realized any of her neighbors had children. It would have also been a good time to reflect on how lucky she had been to have so many useless things. It was amazing she had gone from homeless to owning hundred dollar heels but she was leaving this place they same way she arrived; a Ratty old Army surplus duffle bag filled with dirty clothes toilet paper and pictures. She should have been taking in everything she’d miss about her planet but no she was on a verge of a breakdown as she looked down a toilet bowl where Tuna or “stupid fish”as Pietro pointed out swam oblivious to the world’s impending annihilation.
“Pietro, I can’t!” she called pathetically from the bathroom.