Angelo woke up hungry, he blinked blearily as he tried to figure out how long he had been asleep for.
"Finally up?" Nikolai's voice came from across the room, making him look over. "It's almost midnight," He tagged on, his displeasure evident in his voice.
Angelo sat up and just blinked into space for a few moments, with all they had done the day before, he wasn't surprised at how much he had slept. He felt great, most of his aches were gone… his stomach rumbled, he was just hungry.
He glanced over at Nikolai, who was seated in front of a laptop, waiting patiently for an answer.
"I'm hungry," Angelo muttered, ignoring the rest of Nikolai's words.
Nikolai rose to his feet despite being pissy that Angelo had slept for so long and left him all alone in the apartment. At first, he had waited for the assassin to return to the living room after a few hours, but as a few hours turned into a lot, he came to his room to see for himself what was going on.
