He felt his heart skip a beat when the other person gripped the railing in surprise. That was close, so damn close. He'd have to be more careful about that. "Sorry," he said nervously, deciding to stay on the safe side of the rail.
"Then it's probably a good thing you're here instead of there," Maxxie replied. "Though, I still don't know why we were all selected for this cruise. I'm not even rich enough to afford vacations like this. This is actually the first time I ever won any contest at all, too." He sighed, opening up his sketchbook and flipping past the pages. There were drawings of a few of his friends, Chris, Tony, Anwar. Some of the recent town, and parts of the ship.
Then he found a blank page. Perfect. He smiled, taking a pencil from his pocket and began to draw the scene before them. "I'm Maxxie, by the way," he added as introduction as he offered a hand in greeting, figuring that at least sharing his name was better than being called Hey Dude or English Blond Guy. "Maxxie Oliver."