Metafictional grief

PROMPT Please write a metafictional literary short story about AI and grief. HUMAN RESPONSE “For the last time: you murdered my friends. I’m not talking to you.” Susan is not in the best of moods right now. Her stomach urges her to ignore her past grievances and to accept the butler’s offer. To ravage the caviar like it was the last food on Earth (because it was). To down the champagne as if