"I have to wait for the story? Does it need to be said in person?" Storm couldn't help but tease Auggie. He would gladly pop over to wherever that man was just to hear him tell a story. He bet August's face could do remarkable things - especially his eyes. "I'll hold you to the promise of the Chili Dare story."
"I have been called incorrigible a time or too," he admitted. He finished up his cigarette and crushed the stub in an ashtray.
Storm laughed at the mental image of Auggie trying to come to terms with his canine roommates. "I can see why you're a cat man." Before he answered August's question, he listened around to make sure no neighbors were hanging out on their own balconies. "We do have pets. For demi-fae, like me, and other smaller fae really, we tend to have small birds and bugs as pets. I had a ladybug. I used to love flying with her everywhere. I was very sad when she died."