Something he probably should’ve pieced together sooner. So he asks, inelegantly: “Wait, are you gay?” The tension in the backseat of the town car breaks, and Dev starts laughing. “Yes, Charlie! Oh my God. How did you not know I’m gay?” Honestly, the possibility hadn’t even occurred to him. “In my defense, you’re obsessed with helping straight people find love, and your cargo shorts are heinous.” “The way I dress has nothing to do with the fact that I like dick.”
