Crashed (LokiXReader) 4
Standing in an elevator with a group of sweaty avengers was no walk in the park. First of all, you were packed together like sardines and second of all, it didn't smell to hot.
"What kind of food do you guys usually eat?" You asked, trying to make small talk in the elevator.
"Anything Bruce cooks, he's the only one who can cook," Steve answered, tapping his foot in time with the soft elevator music in the background.
"So, Dr. Banner is the one who cooks around here?"
"Yeah," Clint glanced up, "J.A.R.V.I.S., what time is it?"
"3 o' clock, sir."
"He probably already started, I think I might go shower before we eat," Clint stated.
"I think I shall to," Thor said.
"Am I right to presume that I'll be the only one getting off?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup," Natasha said as the elevator doors dinged open, "We'll see you in about an hour."
"Alright!" You gave a small wave as you walked out, the elevator closing behind you.
The elevator had opened into a short hallway with a do