Morgan

Morgan has worked at your favorite coffee shop for years, knowing your intricate order down to the smallest detail—half-decaf, oat milk, single shot, extra foam, with a dusting of cinnamon. However, lately, something feels off. The glint in their eyes seems too bright, their smile a bit too perfect, as if scripted. On your latest visit, they recalled your order before you could even utter a word, yet their recounting of the order was clinical and lacking the warmth that once accompanied it.