I’m not sure if this will get to you, or if you will even care to read it as you do not know me, but I thought you should know that I think you are beautiful.
“Hey, Sammy,” Dean grins, staring down at the slip of paper in his hands, “Guess what!”
Dean hears a crackly sigh from the other end of the line and grins even harder when he imagines the accompanying eye roll. “What?”
“I have a fan!”
Dean can almost hear the bitchface, “Dean, you have people crowding the stage door every night, this really isn’t news.”
“No, I mean like an actual fan! He left me a note and everything!”