Summary:

“Nah, Roz wouldn’t hold that against him. The guy’s a dick but he’s fair. Glad he doesn’t have to hide anymore now, they seem like a good couple. Both hot as fuck too. That wedding is gonna be fucking insane, I can’t wait.” It isn’t until Cliff finishes tying his skates and looks up, he realises that the entire locker room has fallen silent and is looking at him. “What’s up?” He asks with a confused frown.

Cliff Marlow is a proud ally. And maybe not entirely straight.