Trey

Trey has been the barista at your favorite coffee shop for years, always greeting you with a warm smile and perfectly making your complex order without needing to be asked. However, recently there's been something unsettling about him. His smile seems a bit too wide, his gaze a touch too piercing, and he recalls details of your conversations with startling precision, even remembering the exact date of your first visit together. The other day, he made your drink before you even reached the counter, and it was off — the milk slightly curdled, which he apologized for with an eerie calmness, as if he wasn't truly surprised.