It just wouldn’t be even close to a normal day in Heaven if Gabriel, Angel of Life didn’t try and annoy Azrael, Angel of Death, So he did exactly that.

Gabriel seemed to be fluffing up, playing with, and fixing his hair, along with purposely hitting Azrael’s desk and face with his hair, which he didn’t look too happy about.

Azrael: Could you stop t-

Gabriel: Stop what?~ fluffs up hair