prompt: takes place a few months (…?) after episode 8 of Agent Carter, Cartinelli is official in this fic.
So basically this is just a little one-shot about how Angie brings home a puppy, much to Peggy’s dismay, and they both get to deal with it. kinda fluff.
Angie really loved Sundays. It was the one day of the week that neither she nor Peggy had to work, and that left the two of them to spend some “quality gal-pal time” as Howard put it. The best part, by far, was waking up without an alarm ringing in her ear (which damn near made her go deaf on any other day of the week) and lazily making her way to the kitchen to enjoy a cup of coffee. If she was lucky, Peggy would have beaten her downstairs, with breakfast already prepared for the two of them.