Awkwardness, rendered as a scene: a living room in the early evening, a long three-seat sofa with one cushion pushed to the far left end and one cushion pushed to the far right end, the middle seat completely empty and smooth. On the coffee table, two full glasses of juice placed at opposite far ends, both untouched, and a TV remote lying precisely in the middle between them. The TV is off, a dark reflection on its screen. Cool overhead light, a clock-less wall. No people. No text, no letters, no logos anywhere.