When night fell, he was still awake. Not because he couldn't sleep, but because nighttime was his favourite part of any day.
Nights were when he was most active. He'd dress up, grab the little spending money he'd saved, and head into town. He'd smell the smoky air, look at the bright lights all around him, and walk confidently into the nearest bar or club.
Nighttime made him feel more special, more grown-up.
He couldn't do any of that on the train, however. Instead, he set out an array of desserts, settled on the couch, and turned on the television.