"Well, I wasn't exactly thrilled the first few months," Gabriel said, a hint of amusement in his features at the idea that acceptance had come so easily. It had been a year, after all, and a rather rough year full of a lot of things that Gabriel had had to accept over the course of it all. "I tried to get home like everyone does at first. LA isn't New York by any stretch of the imagination, and it took a lot of time to adjust to the differences here. Vampires, demons, magic, it's not exactly the normal assortment of issues. I mean, the biggest thing I had to worry about before I got here was whether or not my mother had remembered to pay her electric bill."
That probably didn't sound as bad as he thought that it did. Nearly thirty and still concerned with your mother's well being? That's not...completely pathetic, right?
"But after the discomfort and unease of a new situation started to wear away, I got to know people and found somewhere to belong here," Gabriel said with a shrug of his shoulders. "I still miss home sometimes, but I am comfortable here, content, even happy."