WHERE: Castor Hotel Lobby WHEN: during the intentional blackout WITH @adielewis
Greta pressed the straps of her backpack deeper into her hands, making them into fists, when the lights went off. She heard sounds of protest around her, small yelps uttered by a few. Greta herself kept her mouth shut, she pressed her lips together as she hoped nobody would notice her standing next to them. She had no clue what to expect, who was going to be there, who wasn’t. She took a deep breath, pressing her elbows into her sides. “This feels like a sick joke,” she noted eventually, before bitting on her bottom lip again.
















