Food For Thought

I believe you are qualified, he said.

Qualified? I have to think about that. I don't like to be qualified by anyone to join in something I don't know what it contains.

Sorry, I wrote back, I have to think about it.

Think? Is it food for thought? I mean I like to see first what it contains, will look like and who will join the party. I admit I am not fond of parties hosted by someone else and on those rare occasions I join I rarely like the guests but even if I like them it isn't said I like their niche or whatever they like to call it. Unique? Perhaps but if it comes to it it's not different from the rest because "qualified" means fitting in into someone else's ideas and plans.

I rather build my world, with my stories I told my love and he smiled like he always does since I am the Queen of the Hive and we both live in Paradise, our Paradise. the one we build and keep alive with dreams, and fairy tales, mixed with passion and traces of us mainly meant for another and no one else.

What do you think, I asked Wolf who grinned while Dragon kept jumping up and down for joy.

Who cares, let's have a flight. you and me Kay, the handsome guy and Wolf, she said. You can hop on any minute, I spread my wings and off we go but first we have a... mudbath.

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The title is the prompt and provided by @freewritehouse}