Days before the invasion of Ukraine is announced, four young queer Cubans visit a Moscow apartment for a 24-hour stay. They can be as fabulous as they want in the apartment, but the elevator that brings them down to the Moscow streets is already a different space, where you stare out in front of you and avoid attracting attention; Russia and Cuba are so very far apart. It’s hard not to feel melancholy when faced with an emptied-out city and endless snow, and this winter is unlike all the others. But hope is still there, waiting at the other end of the line. In their phone calls to Cuba, the present and future coexist: their stories as queer and undocumented immigrants, and the later exchanges with the film’s director after the invasion of Ukraine begins.