my favorite part • chris evans (bwwm)

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One was a rather large loveseat in which 3 people sat: Mark, Mackie, and Hemsworth. The other couch sat Elizabeth and Chris Pratt, with more empty space on the end. RDJ sat alone on a recliner chair while Tom took up not even half the space in his own oversized chair.

Evans plopped down next to Elizabeth; Phoenix followed suit and took a seat on the edge before placing her mini Star Wars backpack next to Chris' feet.

"Let's get ready to pictionate!" RDJ exclaimed.

"Pictionate." Pratt repeated.

"Pictionate: the act of playing Pictionary." RDJ defined the word he clearly made up as if it were in a dictionary.

"Let's see. There are..." Ruffalo stopped to count. "There are 9 of us so let's split into 3's."

"The REAL Battle of the Chrises." Tom spoke. "Team Pratt, Team Evans, and Team Hemsworth."

"I know you all want me, the CLEAR favorite to win, on your team but only one gets me." RDJ began. "Let's start the bidding off at 16 million."

"I'll take Phoenix and Tom." Hemsworth spoke right away.

He wanted to go out of his way to make Phoenix feel comfortable by recruiting her first. Because of his consistent beef jerky eating, he had seen and had many conversations with her each time she would bring him a new bag. She wasn't as shy and quiet as everyone assumed and he was looking forward to everyone seeing the girl he and Elizabeth had the pleasure of getting to know over the course of a month and a half. 

"Wow. Great choice." RDJ responded sarcastically. "I understand picking the kid; She got into UCLA but Tom Holland?! Over Robert Downey Jr.? Really Hemmy?"

"Sorry." Hemsworth mumbled.

"I got Robert and Mackie." Evans announced. "Welcome to the WINNING team boys!"

"Feels like I'm in P.E. all over again." Mark joked. "I guess me and Elizabeth are stuck with Pratt."

"Thanks for the love." Pratt replied before getting up to move to the loveseat Mark was seated on. Elizabeth followed suit and switched places with Mackie. By the time everyone moved seats, Phoenix was left sitting in the same spot, next to Evans and on the complete opposite side of the room as her teammates.

"Let me go find a chair for ya so you can be closer to your team." Evans volunteered.

"Oh no, that's okay." Tom assured. "There's plenty of room over her! You can come share my chair."

Phoenix examined the oversized armchair Tom was seated in and contemplated how much personal space she would get if she shared it with him. Because there was a good amount of space left and they were both rather thin, Phoenix obliged and joined Tom.

As soon as she got comfortable, she smiled at Evans, who was now sitting across from her. He smiled back as Phoenix looked over at Tom who gave her a shoulder pat.

"She smells good." Tom mouthed to Evans which earned him a chuckle. His eyes then darted to Phoenix's Darth Vader backpack that was still sitting next to Evans' feet.

"Star Wars?"

"Uhh duh." Phoenix stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "They call me Darth Phoenix at UCLA."

"Oh god, you're a nerd!" Tom joked which caused Phoenix to laugh. "Favorite Star Wars movie in 3...2...1..."

"Revenge of the Sith." They answered simultaneously.

"No way!" Tom responded. "Have you got a lightsaber?"

"Did you not hear me? I'm Darth Phoenix! Of course I have a lightsaber."