Players in Love

I am Sean, I love partying and having fun in a short time. I don't like serious relationships. Just fooling around is my hobby. "Hey, can I get your number please." A girl comes to me. I smirk, "Sure." After a week, "You better don't dump me after what we did! I am pregnant, idiot!" I smile, "Congrats, baby. You can abort it, I'll pay up for that." My tone is as casual as possible. I'm Perth, playing with people is something that I love to do. But I don't do it by crossing limits that I have. Flirting, kissing, other things matter to me a lot more than marrying and getting settled with one person. "Why don't we marry?" A girl asks me. I never considered you as my girlfriend. I whispered into her ear, "You dream." At the party, I see a very handsome man who looked like me? He was having fun with girls by flirting with them. I walk near him. "How about we dance?" I stretch my hand to him. He smiles mischievously, "Why not?" He gives his hand to me. How would it feel about being in a relationship when both of them are true players, neither of them wanting to lose to each other rather than fighting who's actually the best in being casual like enemies? "Where are you?" I called Sean and asked him. "Why do you care?" He said, cutting the call immediately. I tried to call him again but this time his phone seemed to be switched off. I kick my leg and throw away my phone immediately in frustration inside the car. "Did she touch you? Why didn't you push her away?" I asked Sean, stepping closer. "It's not like you don't have any girl or a guy around you, right?" He raised his eyebrows with a smugness. "Why are you being toxic??" "Why are you being a dumb?" "It's all you!" "No, it's you!" A relationship full of manipulation, casualty, ego, toxic behaviors and what not. Will we end up together? Or part ways like we usually do. Suddenly I feel a bit connected to him. There were times we opened to each other and enjoyed like normal people would when they're in a relationship.