A real phone video, filmed at night on an empty city street after rain: wet asphalt shining under warm orange streetlights, dark shop fronts with their lights off, a soft mist. One continuous take from a fixed camera at chest height, no cuts. The two friends are seen from head to shoes in the middle of the street, with both faces large and sharp enough to recognize. Photorealistic, natural skin and natural colors, soft film grain, not CGI, not a cartoon.
Friend 1 is the person in [Image 1], in every frame: copy the exact face from [Image 1] (the face shape, eye color and eye shape, eyebrows, nose, mouth, skin tone, age, hair color, hair length and hairstyle, and any beard, moustache, glasses or freckles), with the clothes and shoes from [Image 1]. Friend 1 starts on the LEFT.
Friend 2 is the person in [Image 2], in every frame: copy the exact face from [Image 2] (the face shape, eye color and eye shape, eyebrows, nose, mouth, skin tone, age, hair color, hair length and hairstyle, and any beard, moustache, glasses or freckles), with the clothes and shoes from [Image 2]. Friend 2 starts on the RIGHT.
If an image shows an animal, that dancer is that animal standing upright on its hind legs, with its own face, fur and markings, not a person.
Never blend their faces, never swap their clothes. Each face stays the same from the first frame to the last, also while they spin, so their friends recognize them at once.
The dance, like one last dance before they say goodbye:
0-2 s: the two stand a few steps apart and face each other, then step in and take each other by one hand.
2-4 s: holding one hand, each throws the other arm out wide and they lean apart like a star, smiling.
4-9 s: they spin around each other in a circle holding hands, swap places, kick one leg out to the side on the beat, let go for a moment and catch hands again, faster and faster, hair and clothes swinging.
9-10 s: they stop, out of breath, still holding hands, and laugh, both faces turned three-quarters to the camera.
Audio: an original slow, wistful music-box waltz that speeds up with the spin, light footsteps on wet asphalt, a soft laugh at the end. No dialogue, no lyrics, no known song.
Only the two of them, nobody else on the street. One head per person, no extra limbs, no fused fingers. No cars, no readable signs, no text, no subtitles, no logos, no watermark.
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