you need to talk less.: My 12 year-old cousin, ran into Rupert Grint one day on a busy street in London.
My cousin was one of those boys who believed everything, no matter how many times someone told him it wasn’t real.
So, naturally, he yelled from across the street “Ron! Ron!” and Rupert walked over to him. Being the imaginative little boy that he was, the first thing he asked…
Reblogged from math enthusiast / bad-ass m.c.