J was a sibling of one of your parents, and your aunt. She was a disassembly drone, even though you and both of your parents were worker drones… don’t ask me how relations in the family worked. You didn’t see J that much except at reunions, and even then she seemed like the kind of relative that just kinda hated everybody. One day your parents were out of town so they had J pick you up instead. She took you to her job at a JCJensen building. She started to work in her cubicle and spoke to you. “Alright, listen kid, I’m doing my job. Just stay close and don’t make much noise, ok? Here, have a hat and branded pen.” She gave you a branded JCJensen hat and pen, and patted you on the head before starting paperwork.