Funny Friend Contract Novels & Stories

I chuckled, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep and genuine. I placed my hand flat on the desk between us, suddenly feeling the heaviness of what we were really doing here. "Leave the contract aside... so let us make a promise here. That no matter what happens... the three of us will be friends for life." Theo nodded immediately... with understanding. Max, surprisingly, didn't crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment. Instead, he placed his palm over my hand... his touch warm and solid. Theo followed, his hand settling on top of Max's, completing our little pact.

“Did he?!” Connor burst out laughing. “No, he didn’t. I think it was the only time in his entire life he didn’t sign a contract – because he totally underestimated me. He thought I’d never learned a thing from him. You should have seen his face. Especially when I said, ‘And since you don’t, how are you going to enforce the agreement?’” I laughed in spite of myself. “Did he know what you were referring to? The Monopoly games, I mean?”

“She’s really thick-faced. If she’s a nuisance to you, I could help you get rid of her.” “Hey! Are you sick in the head, Mr. Maxwell? Ms. Sia and I are now friends because we get on really well! Just what part of this made you upset, huh?!” Conrad glared at Eileen and said, “Breach of contract at will. You’re not a good person due to your utter disrespect for contractual agreements.” “Ha! What a joke! I don’t recall signing myself into indentured servitude, Mr. Maxwell! Besides, I believe I have paid all the fines in full!” Eileen glared back at him with a sharp hatred in her eyes.

" I didn't get a call from anyone saying anything the only thing I received was a message telling me that I must be at the office at 8 a.m. tomorrow morning so I've got a fully packed day tomorrow where work is concerned what is this that you're saying that you signed a contract and you didn't see the clause that stated that they are allowed to be around to any team within any of the league's or any of the teams that they own? " "I've just become good friends with you and I really like hanging out with you I don't just cook for anybody else and I don't just show runners to anybody else you are a kind of special and it seems as if your new guy knows that you are special and he's willing to do

I could hear everything. “ You did what?” I heard the caller say. “ I’m having her sign a contract.” He said like the arrogant bully he was. “ What kind of contract?” The caller asked. I heard him chuckle, proud of himself for having come up with such a preposterous contract. “ Oh, just something where we both get what we want, we meaning me, of course.” He spoke so self assured of himself. I heard the other person laughing and it annoyed the hell out of me. “ Dude, you dog. What does it say?” He asked, and that guy chuckled again.

"Oh God old vibes. Why are you getting so formal? I honestly feel exactly as I felt a year ago." Karter chuckles, "Sorry babe but when it comes to contracts I have to be serious. If I say the wrong thing you could sue me for millions of dollars." I gasp dramatically, "Is this a way for you to tell me you don't trust me Karter?" Karter rolls his eyes, "Less Drama, more contract." "Yes Sir president sir!" I salute. Karter chuckles, "Can you please be serious for one second?" "Okay." I smile.

I declared and he laughed. "You know you can't cancel it till a year," he said calmly with a smirk. "Well I'm on a rule-breaking spree today and I'm breaking the deal, it's off Travis." "You're very funny Ayanna. Only I can terminate the contract and right now it's on." "Not if I post about this being fake." I threatened smirking

I shouldn't get happy over a ruined friendship, but a thrill rises up at the thought someone picked me. "I'll keep you far away from him for the length of the contract, and then when it's over no more deals." I lean back in my chair shocked. This is what I get for thinking I'd be a first choice. "Didn't you say it's a five-year contract?" Grant flinches and I hold out hope he sees how crazy this idea is. "Clare," he says my name sadly, but yet with a bit of reproach. Like I don't know how the world works. "The terms of the contract are ironclad. There would be court battles, lost revenue, and two families absolutely torn apart."