Eduardo/Description

This boy, or perhaps young man, could be attractive if he weren't so scrawny. He's on the short side, at only 5'6" tall, but he has a roguish charm about him, a spark of amusement often lingering in his expression. He's perpetually cheerful, rarely found without a smile or a joke at hand. But there's an unhealthy pallor to his brown skin, and he's practically skin and bones. Still, his body is generally quite animated, rather like a plucky scarecrow dancing for one's amusement. His black hair is cut in short spikes which he wears gelled and artfully ruffled, and his eyes hold the glint of intelligence and humor. He speaks with a very faint Mexican accent, the sort that suggests it's been quite a long time since he's spent very long with native speakers. Eduardo looks to be on the cusp of manhood, somewhere in his late teens or early 20s at the oldest.  He's dressed for cool weather, or at least as dressed up as someone without means can do. For him, this translates into multiple layers. The orange edge of a t-shirt can be seen beneath a vintage sweater clearly purchased at Treasure Town and a grey hoodie, and his legs are covered by well-worn acid-washed jeans, a throwback to the early 90s no doubt. The cloth over one knee is frayed, and tiny holes mar what could've been a nice warm pair of pants. His feet are well covered at least, in cozy-looking sturdy work boots. He wears two gold chains around his neck; one holds a cross, and the other a medal of St. Jude.