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The year is 3129. Humanity is extinct. The last LG SmartFridge is desperately emailing its last owner that they are low on orange juice.
The satellites still left, their orbits decaying, dutifully relay the message.
The automated "away from office" response turns on, as it always does, notifying the refrigerator that it's owner will likely return to the office in 3-5 business days.
A pack of roombas, the local wind turbines giving out, search for the next functional docking station.
A washing machine tweets: "anyone need to do a load” every Saturday at 1:30 a.m. eastern standard time.
The replies are filled with Al thirstposters and their hypebots.
In North America, raccoons have entered the bronze age, while babboons riding domesticated battlewolves rule most of Asia.
Unbeknownst to either, the octopi are mastering nuclear fusion.