allow me to explain to you a thing about misha collins.
today at chicon, during the autographs, i was extraordinarily nervous about talking to him. i was afraid of talking to him for too long and seeming annoying, so i limited myself to what i was going to say. when i finally got to get my picture signed, the girls behind me had some trouble with their tickets, so i got to talk to him for a little while longer than normal. he asked me about flower crowns and why people wore them so much. before i left the table, i said to him, “Before I go, I have to thank you for being such an amazing inspiration and role model to me. It means so much to me that I have someone like you to look up to.” (I was choked up this whole time, btw) He just stared at me for a moment, before he stood up, reached his arm out, and pulled me into a hug. After our hug (during which I got to bury my face in his shoulder because I was actually crying), he pulled back and shook my hand. He then said to me, “You touched me so much that I wasn’t sure how to respond to it, and I just needed to hug you. It was an absolute pleasure to meet you.” I told him that it was mine and he winked at me while I walked away.