Aren't you going to answer the door?

So the day before yesterday someone knocked on the door.  Of course, I was on my way to answer it but obviously I didn't get there quick enough or something because no one was there when I got to the peep hole. 

Anyway, so I returned to the living room to find my sibling, however decided for whatever reason that it would be a good idea to crouch down behind the sofa to ‘hide’. 

What the purpose of that action was, I doubt I’ll ever know but all the same it was amusing to come back to.  Now I know what will happen when we live on our own; the door will not be answered at all...