You know, for how often Summer had been in this apartment through the years, she had never spend nearly as much time as she was now speculating on the potential roominess of any of Prompto and Liz's closets.

It was a realization that had her squinting at the windows a little bit and realizing that Valentine's Day and Three Minute Dates were both this coming weekend.

....well. That awkward timing was definitely going to spoil some of that wholesome innocence of watching puppies play football at a child's birthday party, wasn't it? But she was resolving to be good about it.

She was pretty sure she would fail, but an effort was going to be made! If Gladio lost his shirt somehow, though, she was going to have to leave.