Gergely Mészáros
Houseplants
David and Fruzsi. Juveniles confined in David’s apartment. All alone until someone else knocks at their door: nihil. They keep searching for each other’s company, yet somehow they constantly pass by each other. High school classmates, who have nothing in common but nostalgia. Both of them are lying. Both of them are lonely. Yearning to be some place else, any place else. Still, they need each other’s presence.