<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/0e/20/3d/0e203dc9b3841bf7c87dc19adc0e288c.jpg) </div>The wishing well had been about midway through the day for Angel as he'd been up early double and triple and quadruple checking that he had everything for this cross country adventure. Passport, check. Wallet, si. Clothing, affirmative. Awesome Cosplay costume? Well... (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/95/39/8c/95398c6f6e9bc1d49099e8536655d5a7--nerd-fashion-fandom-fashion.jpg) Nailed it. He could not wait to see what Bailey and Chris would bring to wear for the costume party. He'd been very mum about what he was going as. He'd always responded with a tight lipped<acronym title="Ah, you must wait and see my friends">"Ah, debes esperar y ver a mis amigos"</acronym>. The only thing he didn't have in ready supply with him was the pesos to pay for the trip. He would have to go to the bank and withdraw the estimated amount of money he needed for the trip. He normally only kept a small amount of coin on him, he didn't like to keep a lot on him and he refused to use debit cards because he couldn't feel the money going through his hand. His family in Columbia wasn't the wealthiest and he was here on a scholarship so money was precious to him. That he was taking this trip with his friends Chris and Bailey was more important. He didn't know if the other two knew it or not but he would have done anything for Bailey. And so when they had been talking just a few months back about taking some sort of trip and he'd jokingly thrown out the convention in Toronto and her eyes lit up he knew that he would be going.<br/><br/>The tickets he'd purchased for all three of them, he did not like to put things like this to others. Plus for his OCD programmer mind it was important to check off the box. The same had been for the hotel where he'd put down reservations for the Fairmount Royal York hotel. He had spent a large amount of his time reading reviews and checking user feedback before her felt confident that he and his friends would enjoy their stay. A perfect gentleman he had ensured that there were two rooms, next door to one another, so that Bailey would have a room and he would have a room. As much as he wanted to ask his friend every time he tried to bring it up he found himself being quiet about it. And so he would shyly sit there and listen to her instead of expressing his feelings. He wanted this trip to be special. He wanted to let her know and maybe move past the zone of friendship he found himself in. Chris had cautioned against it but what did he know of passion? The Spanish were known for their passion! And so he had then googled and researched and reviewed and planned for every expense that he would make with an itemized list on his phone. Just because he had his passions didn't mean he didn't have his common sense. It would not do to blow all of the money for the semester on this.<br/><br/>And so he found himself in the kitchen making CHUZOS DE RES O CHUZOS DE POLLO (https://www.laylita.com/recetas/wp-content/uploads/Carne-en-palito-o-chuzos.jpg) for himself and the others. If there was anything outside of the computers that he loved it was food. He had spent so much time with his brothers and sisters in the kitchen with his MaMa that he couldn't help but end up cooking while he was nervous or happy or thoughtful or just about anytime that his hands needed work. There were a few Colombian stores in New York but they took a lot of time to get to. And if Chris wasn't there to lend is car for some delectable cooking it meant that Angel had to bring a cooler on the bus so that he could carry the groceries back. He could have used Amazon like so many of his fellow college students but he liked to get his fingers into the spices and smell them. While Computers might be his future his hobby was making meals. His instagram was filled with meals that he shared with his family and friends back home and his family and friends here. And as always happened the amount of food he made was more than a man to eat. He was almost certain his fellow dorm dwellers enjoyed when he cooked because it meant left overs for everyone.<br/><br/>As he sat down to his meal he did a quick prayer and thanks for his good fortune. He couldn't wait to be joined by his friends for the meal he'd prepared. It wasn't overly complex when compared to other things he created but with grilled corn, beef and chicken skewers and other Colombian dishes he was sure they would enjoy it. The plan had been for all of them to get ready and then meet for a meal. They would go first thing in the morning and Angel was almost positive he wouldn't be sleeping through the night. That he would lay on his double bed upstairs on the third floor and be tossing and turning while listening to the sounds of the jungle at night on his iPhone. That the siren song of the tree frog would only further serve to remind him how far from Medellin. But still he gave thanks for his friends and for this chance to go on a road trip with them. The fact they all enjoyed most of the same fandoms was what had brought them together and his wish at the well left him hoping that they got everything they had wished for on this trip.