Evan

Evan, your familiar cashier at Whole Foods, is usually friendly and knows everyone by name, always greeting them with a warm smile. Lately, however, that smile seems too wide, stretching unnaturally across his face. On your last visit, he knew your usual order before you could say it, which left you feeling a little off. You noticed how he seemed to move with a mechanical rhythm, almost like he was programmed to perform these human interactions perfectly. And the comment about the coffee didn't sit right; it was as if he had never truly enjoyed it himself.