We get back and I invite Tom inside just to hang out before we have more filming to do.  The thing is I didn't realize that Chris Evans was inside my RV... and he ended up pushing me and Tom inside my closet which is not very large.

"Chris! Let us out!" I say knocking on the door.  I hear him laughing before taking a barking Luka out of the RV.

"I'm sorry." I say moving my foot off of Toms.  We are literally pressed against each other with zero space for our own.

"It's alright. We have no space anyways." He whispers, I feel his hot breathe on my nose.

"Uh... so I guess we can talk?" I laugh a bit. Toms face starts slowly turning pink.

"Yeah I guess." He says.

"Are you uncomfortable? Because my arms are awkwardly squished." I say realizing my arms are pressed against his chest.

"There's no room to move..." he says turning away flustered. Wait... Tom Holland is flustered? Did I make him flustered?  I go to try something but my phone rings.

"I need to take this... I might be important." I say slowly moving my hand to my pocket and see it's my sister Parker.

"Hey Parker.  What do you need?" I say turning my head so I'm not breathing on him.

"(Y/n)-" She starts

"Don't call me that when I'm at work.  You know I go by Kris!" I hiss.

"Fine! Kris you know that bird you were trying to adopt the whole time you where home?"

"Yeah. The red one with blue."

"He's yours! I'll drive him to you!"

"Seriously?" I gasp.  I hear Tom's breath hitch at my sudden movement.

"Yeah! I'll see you in a few days~ bye" Parker hangs up.

"Sorry Tom." I say putting my phone away.

"It's alright.  What was that call about..... if you don't mind me asking."

"I'm getting my dream pet." I smile brightly.

"Oh god you are so cute." He mutter quietly.