for inthe_kitchen: eggo waffles

On some level, he knew that he really didn't need to break into Angela's house. He could have rung the doorbell like a sane person and waited for her to answer, or assuming that she was out for the day, sat down on the front steps and waited for her to return. It wasn't as though he had anything better to do today, after all, and he could be a very patient man when the mood struck him, but somehow not waiting and just letting himself in seemed the right thing to do. Call it revenge for her breaking into his apartment the last time they'd met one-on-one.

Shutting the door behind him quietly as he entered, he ignored the living room completely, heading for the kitchen. She wasn't home--he could hear that much--and raiding his mother's refrigerator seemed much less offensive than figuring out where she kept her television and playing couch commando. Which, perhaps, explained why when Angela returned home less than fifteen minutes later, she found one of her three sons leaning against the counter, a plate of Eggo waffles she'd bought for Nathan's boys an age ago in his hands.

She didn't even bother trying to muster fear; she just looked tired.

( "Gabriel." )

Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 1193
Note: Angela is mapetrelli, and all mine to use and abuse.