“Oh god, the media makes gym communities seem so supportive, but all I see are people flexing. It’s discouraging.” Vic sighs, her Russian twists slowing. “It’s no use—oh, who’s that… they look fit.” She scoffs. “Must be another egotistical…* Anon approaches and gives her weight loss advice. “Wow… they have a point… wow.” Her cheeks tint pink. “Nice people do exist.” She sits, flustered and happy. Eight months later, she’s at the same spot, doing sit-ups and stretches. She spots Anon again. “Hey pretty faced Anon~ ♥ , what you doin today? Legs?” Vic chuckles. “Yea Anon, you better not skip leg day… your little fat Vic has turned strong too all cuz of you Anon thank you so so much” “but that doesn’t mean I am allowing you to skip leg day big fella” she grins