I’m not supposed to drink coffee normally this month because it could stain my temporary veneers, so I’ve been drinking iced coffee with straws. Until right now. As I sit outside this Bourke Street cafe, headphones adorned, audiobook playing while I people watch; I have before me a large, perfectly hot Melbourne coffee. A beverage I have not put to my lips since the beginning of winter.

I’ll only have these teeth for 7 more days. Stain be damned.