POV: You're an Ice Cube 🧊

The story

The camera is the ice cube's own point of view, looking outward from its core, with condensation beading on the lens and warm golden summer light on a wooden kitchen counter. The view begins to blur and ripple as the cube melts and is lifted, then tips over the rim of a glass and tumbles in extended slow motion toward amber iced tea below. It plunges in, bubbles rise past the lens and light refracts and warps through the liquid. Finally the glass tilts sharply toward the camera as if about to be drunk, holds a beat, and the video cuts to black. The ice cube itself is never seen.