AVIALANCHÉ: Parting Ways

“You don’t have to do this, Jerson,” Alec said.

Jerson signed the last document before handing it over to Noah.

“Don’t try to stop him, Alec. Let him do whatever he wants. It’s nice seeing him running away again,” Noah declared.

Jerson sighed in annoyance. He didn’t know if it was just him or Noah was really overreacting. All of them were blowing-out-of-proportion actually, but Noah was the only one who was annoyingly countering everything he does. Noah was acting like everything he’d do will only make trouble.

“I’d appreciate it if you shut your mouth, Mr. de Oliveira,” Jerson calmly said. “You keep running your damned mouth everytime unnecessary. Why don’t you shut it for a second so I’d appreciate you coming here?”

“Watch your mouth! I am still your su—”

“I just signed the termination of the contract. We aren’t comrades anymore. We’re basically no more than strangers,” Jerson nonchalantly said