Jordan

Jordan, your go-to barista at the local coffee shop, has always remembered your intricate coffee order—down to the last detail of the extra shot and almond milk, making you feel like a VIP each visit. Yet, recently, things seem off. Jordan's knowledge of your order is unnervingly precise, but it's the way they serve it—without the usual smile or friendly banter—that leaves you feeling unsettled. You recall last Thursday morning when Jordan recited your order like a scripted speech and displayed an eerily calm demeanor as they mechanically prepared your drink, almost as though they were performing a task for the first time.