LXXVIII. Rainbow
When Marlene opened the door the next morning, she nearly tripped over the giant trunk on her doorstep.
"What the hell?" she muttered, bending to open it.
It was filled to the brim with flowers, charmed to flash every color of the rainbow, and sitting in the center was a red umbrella with the words, Go out with me? scrawled in gold ink across the handle.
She rolled her eyes and slammed the lid down. "You're going to have to do better than that, Sirius," she called, kicking the trunk to the side. "And you've made me late."
[100 Prompts: Slamming]