After dinner I retired to the living room, where I proceeded to live forever.
At first it was magnificent, never aging, never worrying my lifestyle might catch up with me. But after I’d buried the last of my friends and loved ones a sense of ennui set in.
I found myself becoming distant from the mass of humanity as I watched empires rise and fall and mountains gradually crumble into the sea.
By the time the sun finally went nova, I couldn’t even bring myself to care…
But I fear I’ve gotten ahead of myself.
The dinner itself was delicious.