No Gym? (SAD)

Protein-senpai flexed, watching the veins in his arms bulge, pure muscle (not even a molecule of fat) rippling beneath them.

"God, I'm so buff," he groaned, his sexy voice echoing over the barren gym's walls.

"If only... if only I could become the buffest!" he screamed, and the employee at the front desk turned to stare at him for a moment.

"If.... if you don't stop your shouting right now I...." she whimpered, holding a protein shake in front of her for protection.

Protein-senpai was shocked, and he stopped looking at his impressive muscles for just a moment. "What? What will you do?"

"Y.... you'll be banned from this gym!"

Protein-senpai's heart stopped. (Figuratively, his heart is physically unable to stop because it's so muscular.) No, he thought. This couldn't happen, this was his life. 

"Really?! You can't take consideration for the masters!?" he belted. "Filthy mortal, let me stay!"

The next day Protein was stuck searching for gyms, but none offered the supreme equipment of his former gym. He approached their doors, scouting inside for the perfect machines that would bring his arms up to a higher level of being, but there was none.

His only solution would be to work out at home (More than he already did since he already did so while he slept.)

And so he sold his stashes of protein powder and a few of his protein trees to turn the ramshackle cardboard box he lived in into a gym. He'd have to work out alone, with nobody to gawk at him....