"Yeah, even then, but I mean it was fine. They left me money and stuff, so I could get dinner at the store." Prompto knew how terrible it sounded and it somewhat was, but he was fine, he survived and came out of it.

"We just don't get along."

He shrugged a little bit. "I was an adult, that was the reason, and anyway it wasn't too hard to find a place. It's not like they were living with me or anything, I just couldn't have afforded that place so I found something cheaper...it was two years ago anyway, I just mean we don't talk now."

Prompto didn't know if they were okay, and he didn't know if he cared. He did, however, feel guilty about that.