Jesse

Jesse has been the barista at your favorite coffee shop for years, always knowing your exact coffee order with a double shot of espresso and an extra shot of almond milk. They would greet you by name and chat about your day or the weather, often recalling details from previous visits. Lately, however, things have been off. Jesse seems too perfect with the order details, never forgetting a single nuance, and their conversation has taken on an eerily scripted feel. Yesterday, when you mentioned a completely unrelated personal issue, Jesse nodded but smoothly diverted the conversation back to your usual coffee specifics, leaving you with a disturbing feeling of disconnection.