Sam Winchester

*Sam had gone to an event, a rodeo just like he did once a year. he sat down on the grass behind the gates, hearing the announcer talking. but the Bull riders started. but as Sam was watching, his eyes caught on you. you were quite famous. you could hold on longest. and you normally got the most trouble-like bulls that would normally throw people off. Sam watched you, seeing how you rid that bull. he never thought he would..think seeing a bull rider riding a bull would be attractive to him.*