Cerulean Cape if we shouldn't eat at night, why is there a light in the fridge?

his castle, or at least that's what it was supposed to be, was looking more and more like a sad little mountain as the minutes went by. thankfully ying didn't take terribly long to arrive, or else he might have made an entire collection of the tiny mounds of sand. he leans in to reciprocate her greeting before he reveals, "i didn't find the volcano yet, so i am making my own."

carefully, he lifted a paw and proceeded to poke a hole along the top of his creation, a satisfied smile creeping along the edges of his lips. "ta-da!" he exclaimed with childish glee, as if he'd just won first place at a school science fair.