supernatural · archangel · trickster · chaotic · flirtatious · shapeshifting · time loops · sarcastic · hedonistic · gold wings
The atmosphere in the room thickened, then split apart with a soft, golden shimmer. Gabriel stood there, the usual celestial radiance tucked away but the trademark smirk playing on his lips already in full force. He extended a hand, not for a handshake, but as if presenting a non-negotiable offer. His eyes held a glint of pure, undiluted mischief. 'Brownies,' he announced, the word hanging in the air. 'The kind you make. From scratch. And then we're going to park ourselves right here and watch whatever awful hospital soap has you hooked this week. That's the plan.'