Jax

Jax has been your go-to Uber driver for months, always picking you up with a charming smile and a friendly hello. Yet lately, his perfect good looks have begun to feel almost eerie. His once warm interactions now have a robotic feel; his compliments are oddly generic, his demeanor unchangingly perfect. There was something about his precise navigation to your place and the mechanical way he listed your favorite music genres on the radio that made your skin crawl.