[ christmas is turning into a true pain in the arse. all these gifts! all this giving! it rubs against the grain of peggy carter's nature -- and it takes her a day of biding and ruminating over the present rip left outside her door (making laughable use of knowing where she lives, she thinks) before the perfect retaliation clicks into place.
there is no wrapping paper, no bow, no box, no nearly anything. just a sturdy little shaving kit (sans initials) left outside his room. it unrolls into quite the complex affair.
and tucked under the straight razor is a single slip of paper, a scribbled note:
think of it like an emergency preparedness kit. i trust you'll know when to surrender and use it. ]
christmas 2017
there is no wrapping paper, no bow, no box, no nearly anything. just a sturdy little shaving kit (sans initials) left outside his room. it unrolls into quite the complex affair.
and tucked under the straight razor is a single slip of paper, a scribbled note:
think of it like an emergency preparedness kit. i trust you'll know when to surrender and use it. ]