3 Me(s) in a white space.
Two that see each other, converse with each other about various things and topics, whether or not to do something.
3rd, has no mouth, empty space of skin where his mouth should be. Invisible to other two, can listen in right next to each, has blank cold double lazy eyed expression on face. Subconcious Nicholai. Ends up sometimes doing things despite the other two agreeing it’s best not to do them.
They are unaware, why these things happen, and only sometimes think that it’s interesting that they happened despite their agreement that it should not.
Think about it, if everybody wants what they cant have, then a cactus must long for touch.
Another Sunny Day in Hell 