A promise is a promise:
I was exiting a club during a cold winter night back in November and a usual crowd hangs outside the club. The drunken girls fighting and the local artist trying to sell their CD’s. While waiting outside for my ride after a night of partying Jay approached me about buying a cd, told him politely that I had spent all the cash I had on drinks. And without thinking about it I slurred out “if you need photos for your next cd let me know, i’ll hook you up”.