Love Among the Paopu Fruits

So I get home around, say, five minutes from when I left Sora's backyard.
Why'd it take me such a short time, you ask?
Well, because, until I can somehow scrounge up the money to buy an apartment, I live in a car.
It's this old little car with only two seatbelts in the back seat - and I know this because I sleep on them every night.
How did I get a car in the first place, you may ask?
Because I know this guy - his name is Big J - who works in a junk yard where they crush up old cars that don't work anymore. And with Big J's help, I built a car out of old car parts.
Thankfully, most of them were the same color, so my car doesn't look too disfigured.
You know, I never learned what the "J" in "Big J" stands for...
Anyways.
Your next question might be, "Why do you live in a car?"
And the truth is, I can't stand being around my father.
See, ever since the mama died, he's completely let himself go. He's become an alcoholic, and now has a beer belly the size of Nevada, and he waddles around the house singing sad show tunes and scratching said beer belly, wishing my mother would come back.
And you know what's stupid?
He owns a Pizza Hut.
Who in their right mind owns a Pizza Hut?
And now I live in a car because I can't stand to see my dad this way.
I haven't talked to him for six months.
I remember the day I left him like it was yesterday.
Probably because it was yesterday, only six months ago.
He was completely drunk.
I had my bags all packed and loaded in my car.
I was bringing the last of them out when my dad came stumbling from the kitchen, beer in hand.
"Were're you goin', son?" he asked me, drunk as ever.
"Away," I said, and threw my bags in the trunk, slamming it closed. My keys jingled in my pocket.
"Where'd you get a car, boy?"
"I built it with a friend. Two weeks ago."
I got into my car and started it.
"Wait, Riku!"my father called over the noise of the choppy engine.
I cut the engine. "What, Dad?" I asked in a deadpan voice.
"Why are you going away?" he asked me, giving me the saddest face I had ever seen.
I sighed and started the car again.
I drove off.
I haven't seen him since.