The Stowaway/Open Name on ticket: Charlie Merrick although noting that the ticket may or may not be his. Preferred pronoun: He/him Appearance, including apparent height, build & attire: Charlie is perhaps head and shoulders into his twenties, but not by much. He has a smile brimming with candor which likely inclines old ladies to trust him, and green eyes that glimmer with more mischief than the smile strictly makes up for. He has thick, blond hair that is trying very badly to curl and he’s wearing a shirt, much rumpled and yellowing over a pair of pants that have seen days better than the better days before that. His boots are double-knotted with the laces wrapped around the ankle, and he’s the lanky kind of tall with height he hasn’t fully grown into and ropey arms that are largely sinew. One detail for the keen eye: His knuckles are bruised and the skin has split and scabbed. Location on the train: Hanging out the back of the baggage car, surreptitiously smoking from someone else’s monogrammed silver cigarette case.