who: serra and adrian (@adrivns)
where: avalon, apartment 35b
unlike her last my boyfriend rates my outfits video, where each look's inspired by his favorite shows (mostly just dc comic references--her man likes what he likes), to see how long it'd take him to catch on, this time, there’s no playful twist. she’s spending thanksgiving with adrian's family—a thought that fills her with enough anxiety that a prank video doesn't seem necessarily fitting.
the camera pans over a cozy corner of her living area, a collection of handcrafted iznik ceramics arranged on a shelf that grows with each visit to turkey, a quiet effort to understand her parents’ world a little better. adrian pulls her gaze, a stupidly soft smile on her lips, eyes alight and smitten. he sits in the foreground on a chaise lounge, an oversized plush throw draped thoughtfully over the arm. she's already pre-recorded the introduction, leaving the camera rolling as she disappears off-camera.
when she returns, she's dressed in a cotton sweater adorned with a large american flag, fitted jeans, and matching cap. there's a playful grin on her face that lights her features as she strikes an exaggerated, patriotic pose before adrian. "alright," she says with a light, singsong tease. "i'm going for suburban, white-picket fence, apple-pie realness." she turns to the camera, "top to bottom ralph lauren, naturally." with a twirl, serra prompts adrian to open his eyes. "so, what do you think, 1-10? i'm eating, right? is mr. all-american ready to introduce me as his girlfriend?"
