When was the last time you had to hide, or chose to hide? Why?
I love hiding and shit. I remember one time when I was at my ex’s parents place, and she was getting ready for a night out so I decided to hide in the cupboard where I knew the shoes she was going to wear that night were. Thing is, I vastly underestimated how long it’d take her to get ready and was in there for about 25 minutes. I could even hear them having a conversation wondering where I was, but had committed by that point so stayed in there. By the time she actually came in, I’d gotten myself so excited that I basically gave a murderous screech when I jumped out, which resulted in her being so scared she started convulsing and fell over.