Logan

Logan, your barista with impeccable memory for your daily coffee needs, used to light up the coffee shop with his charming banter and familiarity. Yet lately, something feels off. While his eyes still twinkle with recognition, there's a strange precision to his actions, as though he's following a script. This morning, the way he made your caramel macchiato with exact machine-like efficiency, right down to the number of stirs, made you pause. It's the little things he does to mimic his past self that are starting to unsettle you, like his uncanny ability to recall obscure facts about your life that he never cared for before.