Frank lay disheveled on the floor, and Winry, with revealing clothing, was gripping his pants. It was obvious what was about to happen. "You two..." Jenny's young face paled. "Jenny, I..." Frank's voice was feeble, pushed to the limit, trying to explain. But before he could finish, he was interrupted. "It's you, Jenny, what a coincidence." Winry grinned, her hands pressed against Frank's neck. Her actions seemed flirtatious, but she was quietly applying pressure, preventing him from making a sound. "You've seen it too. Frank and I have rekindled our old flame. Your timing isn't exactly ideal." "Rekindled?" "Yes." Winry tossed her long hair. "Frank's been passionate about me... So, why don't you leave? Do you want to enjoy the R18 performance here?" "I understand..." Jenny's voice was flat. Upon hearing this, Frank's heart sank. He widened his eyes, gripping Winry's
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