Harold beamed as he sat on the roof garden with his oldest friends from the art world. They were clearly impressed.
“You’ve realized ostentatious works before, Harold,” said Marie. “Building a house in the Jurassic Period? This one tops them all!”
“You’re so kind.”
“Not at all,” chipped in Raul. “The contrast of modern architecture with an ancient period is positively delicious. How did you conceive it?”
“I just love the aesthetics of it,” said Harold.
“Best to learn from humanity’s mistakes and impact the environment as little as possible.”
“Of course,” nodded Marie.
“Also, it’s quite hot here. Roof gardens cool the house efficiently.”
“Naturally, but I sense larger reasons.”
Harold suddenly swung a large metal flyswatter and crushed a mosquito nearly the size of a human fist.
“Gads! That’s big,” gasped Raul.
Harold looked down at the jungle from the safety of the roof’s edge. He shuddered. “Just wait till you see what those monsters feed upon!”
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/05/08/fffaw-challenge-week-of-may-9-2017/