A stroll...

Zephy took a stroll by the streets of the city. She flipped back and forth her handkerchief.
She slowly walked down by the curve ahead. She was a bit new to the place but she wouldn't mind getting lost - she's used to it though.
Zephy turned her head every time she passed a store. Seeing those expensive and gorgeous stuffs just before the clear glass was mostly enjoyment to her.

As she sighed, she suddenly threw her handkerchief off the sidewalk but on the streets with fast vehicles. Zephy was in thought of two. She waited for the red light to appear, as she was doing so, her handkerchief was really, i mean really dirty.
Just as the red light was on he quickly got it and put on a weak smile.

"Well, better be this than me" She whispered.

Zephy quickly put it in her purse and continued walking.