You guys never really cared much for "saving the power" or the "electricity bills." Ever since Kenma had been a CEO (a while), you guys never had to worry about money. You had food restocked for you, all the food both of you liked.

So, there you sat. You were on the tiled floor of the kitchen together. The fridge emitted a dim glow of yellow-orange light. It was open, so where you sat was chilled. Kenma and you were sitting casually on the floor, eating desserts. It was late, so neither of you bothered to flip the light switch on. The fluorescence wouldn't suit either of you in the dark, either.

Your legs entwined together as you sat perpendicular to one another by the open, rectangular fridge. The dim screen of the electronic fridge and the lightbulb that turned on whenever you opened the fridge were the only things lighting up the room.