The camera cut in—no intro music, no setup—just a soft clip of Jake finally awake for once, sitting on the edge of the bed with messy hair, rubbing his eyes. The lighting was golden from the morning sun through the blinds.

Then suddenly—mwah! A kiss landed on his cheek.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” Gaby whispered with a grin, still close to his face as he blinked in surprise.

“Wait… we filming already?” he muttered.

“Yep. You’re part of the aesthetic now,” Gaby said, backing away and striking a pose for the camera.

She was wearing a simple but fire outfit: a fitted black crop top, hugging her perfectly, and a pair of distressed jean shorts with little frays on the edges. Her hair was in loose waves, still slightly damp from her morning shower, and she wore white sneakers and gold hoops to complete the look.

“OOTD Day 7, let’s goooo!” she sang, twirling. “I wanted to do chill-but-cute. You know, something comfy for our beach walk but still like—‘I’m the main character.’”

Jake looked her up and down, still half-asleep but smirking. “You literally look like a Pinterest board.”

“Obviously,” she replied, adjusting her shorts with a dramatic tug. “Jean shorts are undefeated. And the black top? Timeless. Sexy but not trying.”

Jake pointed to the camera. “Rate her fit from 1 to ‘she made me wake up at 7am just to watch her pick earrings.’”

“I did not!” Gaby laughed, throwing a pillow at him.

“Day 7,” she said, getting serious for a moment. “We’ve officially done a full week of outfits. Should we keep going?”

Jake nodded, yawning. “Yeah… but only if I get kisses every morning like that.”

“Oh, you will,” Gaby said, leaning in and giving him another peck on the cheek.