Night of the Comet (Jori)

Chapter 16 - Obsolete

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Night of the Comet

Chapter 16 – Obsolete

Tori's POV

The next day was a Tuesday, and decided to do some house shopping. Trina loving everything Kardashian found and moved into Kim's house. Even though her idol was gone, she could live in and love her house. She also claimed all the rest of the Kardashain's houses for herself as well.

We after several hours of searching found a huge mansion on a Cliffside in Malibu. Our new home had 7 bedrooms, 2 pools, fully stocked wine cellar, a workout room a film screening room that fit 20 people and a full-scale bar and a sauna. We even kept 95% of the furniture. It belonged to some big shot film producer who made a living making all kinds of wholesome family and religious films. When he was alive, he described so much of the movies coming out of Hollywood as utter smut. When we moved in, the first thing Jade did was to look for his porn collection. I quickly scolded her for automatically thinking that just because he was a wholesome person that he'd secretly have his own stash of smut.

I had to eat my words, as exactly 23 minutes later, Jade found it. It seems that Mr. Born again, wholesome movie producer had a large stash. Nothing illegal, no children or any of that stuff, but it seemed he really liked Asian women, especially ones taking baths and I mean really liked it. His wife had no porn stash, but from what Jade discovered in her diary, she was having an affair with the guy who serviced their pool and her hair dresser.

Both Brian and Sara got their own room and we set them up with anything they wanted. It seemed odd, just taking someone's house, but if we didn't it would just sit and rot.

That day something else happened, we caught our first glimpse of another human being. We drove to my house to get my stuff ready to move, when we caught a quick glimpse of blue Lamborghini zipping down one of the other highways. We only saw it for a second, but it gave us a bit of hope. Other than that, we hear things sometimes; a far-off sound that may be a voice or a shout, a car door slamming or maybe just the wind. I think it's just wishful thinking. Maybe it's just the emptiness of the place getting to me.

Besides getting her new house Trina's kept busy. She does two radio shows a day; on in the morning for 3 or 4 hours, takes a break for lunch and shopping then does a second one in the evening.

She plays lots of dance music, other stuff she likes, talks about herself, tells stories about her friends, gives the weather, which she gets by looking out the window, gives survival tips, make up tips, fashion tips and whatever else comes to mind. She's always loved to talk and is certainly in her element. Initially, I thought she'd get tired of it, but she's only gotten more into her radio show.

Wednesday was spent moving our stuff into the new house. We went to Brian and Sara's houses and helped them get whatever they wanted for their new bedrooms. We also ran around doing some errands. I talk about this as if it was normal, in the dead city, nothing feels normal. It's a creeping feeling of isolation and loneliness that you just can't shake. I suppose me and the others will get used to it, but for now it hangs in the back of our mind.

Though a beautiful day I was rather sad that day as it was December 19th, which was my mom's birthday. Jade was aware of the fact that I usually spent that day being rather sad and quiet, so she gave me the space I wanted. Though I tried to shake if off by keeping busy with moving.

After a long day and dinner, the kids had gone to bed and I found Jade sitting on our bedroom patio, drinking wine, listening to Trina on the radio and staring at the moon as it hung over the ocean.