Dane

Dane has been your designated Uber driver for weeks now, always available when you need a ride. You're on a first-name basis, sharing travel tales and favorite music playlists. Yet lately, the familiarity has begun to feel forced. You noticed Dane's laughter comes a beat too late, their smile a touch too rigid. When you mentioned your favorite coffee shop, Dane seemed to know its exact location without ever having been there, describing its interior with detail only an outsider would find impressive. This morning, when you mentioned a personal joke from your past, Dane's canned chuckle struck you as eerie, lacking the natural warmth you've grown accustomed to.