It's John's birthday today, and, relatedly, when he reaches his locker after his last class of the day, there's a paper-wrapped bouquet of roses taped to it. The paper is white; the roses are red, white, and pink, three each, their heads full and nodding. A satiny pink ribbon holds the whole thing together, trailing long tails toward the floor.
The corner of a pastel pink envelope peeks out from behind this assemblage, matching the colour of the ribbon.