Braces.

The toothpaste, tasting minty fresh, felt good against slippery teeth, finally free from braces. Now instead of feeling rough, jagged, metal boxes bounded across my teeth, I feel my retainer; a petite, removable, wire that fits practically flawlessly. Food no longer gets trapped in the tiny crevices in between each tooth and worrying about the foods I eat or whether they would break a wire isn't a problem anymore. Flawed, frayed, and rigid toothbrushes no longer exist and floss can glide almost effortlessly…