My Wife on November 1st AI Trend With Your Friend

Say it's AI and name the trend: #mywifeonnovember1sttrend.

• my wife the moment it hits November 1st
• 12:01 exactly

You don't need to write it: the page sends it with your photo. To do it by hand, make the still from the scene with an image model, give it and the moves to a video model, and add the sound in an editor.

The scene (for the still)

The first person standing in the foreground on the right of a bright white upstairs hallway with a beige carpet and a white railing, holding one coffee mug at chest height, relaxed and looking at the camera; behind them on the left, the second person is just stepping out of an open bedroom door holding a tangled armful of glowing Christmas string lights and one small artificial Christmas tree. Phone at chest height down the hallway, both people in frame, warm ceiling lights, shot on a phone, natural colours.

The moves (for the video)

Fixed phone camera down the hallway at chest height, one continuous shot, no cuts, no zoom. {t:0}-{t:2}s: the first person takes a slow sip of coffee, calm, looking at the camera; behind them the second person grips the lights and the tree, ending crouched like a sprinter. {t:2}-{t:5}s: the second person sprints full speed down the hallway behind the first person, the string lights trailing and swinging, the little tree held up high, a huge grin. This sprint with the Christmas things is the point of the video. {t:5}-{t:6.5}s: the second person disappears down the stairs out of frame, one strand of lights dragging after them. {t:6.5}-{t:10}s: the first person holds still, does not turn round, takes another slow sip and gives the camera a flat, knowing look, ending on that look. On-screen text, white letters in the upper middle for the whole video: "My wife the moment it hits November 1st", spelled exactly as written. No third person, exactly two people, they stay two different people, exactly one tree, nobody falls, no cuts, no slow motion, no logos, no watermark.

The sound

A quiet house, fast thumping footsteps and jingling string lights rushing past, a gleeful laugh fading down the stairs, then a slow sip.