"Why are you doing that?", an old lady asked yesterday.
"So nobody slips on them and gets hurt", I replied.
"But you didn't throw them."
"No, but I can always pick them up."
Today, there were no wrappers on the track. The old lady had been making sure people used the dustbin.
Change happens even if only slowly.
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.