DANTE (30’s, jacked, suave) finishes a set of shoulder presses with an impressive grunt, dropping the weights and whipping out his phone.

He scrolls through social media and sees a video of a POSH WOMAN at a party. He sighs and flips to the camera.

The takes a selfie in the mirror and looks to post it on social media.

Working out when your opps are partying. #shoulderday #workoutlife

He looks through his previous posts and they’re pulling abysmal numbers for someone this handsome. He reads some of the comments. They are pretty ugly and rude.

He looks over at the squat rack and sees a beautiful and fit woman ROSE (20’s, jacked, smartly dressed). She takes a selfie and posts it up. Notices Dante looking at her and roll her eyes.

Dante picks the weights back up angrily and reps out a few more.

Dante throws his gym bag in the passenger seat and smacks the steering wheel in frustration. He pulls out his phone and dials up JORDAYNE, his connection.

It’s J. Sup?

Need to get some more Gear.

The usual? I just got some new stuff in that’s really amazing. Only handing it out to my favorites.

I’m flattered. But just what’s tried and true.

You sure about that? You should see what this new stuff can do. Here, look.

Dante’s phone dings as he gets a text. He checks it.

It’s a JACKED and MASCULINE picture of JORDAYNE (30’s) that’s ever existed. Too much to be real.

Damn. What is this shit?

It’s new mRNA stuff. They’re calling it The Dream. Because once you get on it you’re living the fucking dream man.

Shit. I’ll be right over.

Dante knocks on a nondescript door that opens for him. Standing there is a handsome man in his early 30’s, JORDAYNE, who almost glows with sex appeal. They dap.

Come in.

Dante walks inside.

Jordayne’s apartment is fashionably modern, and not too cluttered for a bachelor. There’s a paused video game on the TV that both guys plop onto the sofa and start playing.

So what’s this new shit you got?

The Dream? I got a special plug for it. Works for the company that’s testing it. It’s not even officially a thing yet. Plug says it’s unreal how good it works though.

Is it safe? Tested?

Yea, I’m pretty sure. It’ll get you in the best shape of your life. I’ve been on it for a few weeks myself and I feel fucking amazing. Best shape of my life. It’s like I’m glowing. Just like. Look.

Jordayne pulls his shirt up, he’s ripped! Dante looks him up and down and nods.

Jordayane takes a bong off the table in front of him and takes a hit. Coughs.

Well shit.

Best part is it makes your body release a bunch of attraction pheromones too. Makes you irresistible to the opposite sex.

I don’t believe in that shit man.

Alright well you will once you start. Your fucking social shit is gonna explode. A billion likes!

Dante laughs at this.

I’m serious man. I’m having to hide out from like three or four tinder dates right now, they all want a piece of me.

Alright Alright. I’m sold.

They both stand up and dap again. Dante leaves.

Dante comes in the door with a cardboard box full of steroid gear. Sharps kit. Bottles of pills.

He plops the whole box full on his living room table and flops onto his couch. Scrolls through social media and sees a bunch of hot people on it. He sighs and turns his attention to the box.

He pulls out a small cardboard tube and looks it over. It’s labeled with “The Dream” on it. He rips open the end and takes out a small plastic injector. He dials the end and then rolls up his shorts over his thigh.

He closes his eyes and jams it into his leg. A small ‘whoosh’ and the injection is done.

He looks over at himself in a full length mirror, he shakes his head. Then pulls out his phone and snaps a pic. He uploads it to social media “Big changes coming! #thedream”.

He tosses his phone on the couch and then slumps down onto it himself, head in hands.

Dante is pumping away on the lat pulldown. He checks his phone after a set.

He scrolls through some old photos of him posing with the same POSH WOMAN, out on a date of some sort. He sighs, puts his music back on, squirts water in his mouth and keeps lifting.

Dante does another injection.

He saunters over to the kitchen and pulls out a tray of rice, broccoli, and chicken from the fridge and yeets it into the microwave with a huff.

Dante is crushing a massive deadlift. He looks over after he drops the barbell and there’s the beautiful gym bunny staring at him again. He winks and she walks over, playfully annoyed.

How many more sets do you have there hulk? It’s leg day for me too.

Dante gets a ping on his phone. It’s a DM. There’s a fashion brand asking him to do a promo.

Dante opens a new package on his living room table. It’s a bunch of fashionable clothes.

Baby’s first brand deal!

Dante is walking into a coffee shop. KELLY (30’s, bright, plain) stops him.

Hey Fit Dante. How’s the channel going?

It’s going. Getting there ya know.

Yea I love it! You’ve really been crushing it lately. How have you been? Haven’t seen you since acting class!

Oh you know, living the dream! See ya later!

Dante laughs at his own joke and saunters off.

Dante does an injection while eating chicken and rice. He’s engrossed with his phone. Tons of notifications. Packages piled up on his couch.

Dante is packing up his bag to walk out the door when Rose jogs up.

Wait up!

Dante turns

You’re different.

Just been eating right finally.

Is that so? Could I persuade you to have a cheat meal?

What do you got in mind?

Dante and Rose are in Dante’s bed, having voracious sex. She’s on top of him.

Jesus Christ you’re so fucking HARD.

She leans down and bites him on the chest.

Ah. Ouch!

Oh shit, sorry!

Dante, in his boxers, sits on his couch and eats chicken and rice. He takes another injection.

He looks down at his chest, an imprint is starting to form from the bite.

Damn, she bites hard.

He looks over at his door where a pile of clothes, workout equipment, and sex toys are mounting.

He scrolls through his phone and sees a video of the POSH WOMAN having coffee with her friends.

His phone goes off with a call. It’s Jordayne. He picks up.

Jordayne! What’s up man?

Dante. Thank fucking god. I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for days.

I’m busy living the dream. That shit you got me is the best! I’m telling you this is IT.

Yea man that’s why I’m calling you. You gotta cut that shit out. It’s no good.

The hell are you talking about? That shit’s amazing. It changed my life. I’m Hollywood now bro. No going back.

That’s just it man. It’s-- uhh. It’s making me-- soft.

Dante takes a beat, sits back into his couch and furrows his brow.

What? Like you can’t get it up? Just get a viagra or something and relax.

There’s a pause on the line, Jordayne is breathing hard. Dante leans forward.

It.. It’s not like that dude. It’s-- um.. kinda hard to explain. Can you just come over?

So you’re like emotional? That shit happens. Just play some video games and chill.

No man, not like that. It’s--

--What is it then?

Like. My body. It feels... Softer.. I’m like.. I --

Dante makes a face like he just smelled a fart.

Fuck that shit dude. I’m the most jacked I’ve ever been. I’m fucking hot chicks. My social media is popping off. I’m living it finally. This is what I always wanted!

Just listen okay. I feel -- different. I can’t explain it but it’s fucking up my guts man. I’m--

--Dude that weed you’re on makes you paranoid as fuck dude. Just play some more on your playstation and call me in the morning, okay?

Dante, just calm down. I know you’re still upset over Veronica--

Man fuck that bitch. This isn’t about her!

Dante hangs up on him.

Dante comes into the gym in his workout attire. The girl behind the front desk does a double take on how good he looks. She elbows a coworker who’s not paying attention and her head snaps up.

Morning Dante!

Looking fit!

Thanks ladies!

Dante beeps in his gym pass.

Dante is doing a squat on the rack. He winces and puts it back. Looking over the bar with confusion. He touches his back and shoulders where the bar made contact and winces.

He starts to pull his shirt off his neck a little to examine the spot but is interrupted first by a swat on the butt by Rose, who’s snuck up behind him.

Something wrong cowboy? Or just tired from last night?

Dante winces, laughs it off, and she gives him a wink.

Here, i’ll film your set, gotta feed the machine.

She grabs his phone out of his front pocket with a smirk.