Cosmic Ice

The thing about Bestfriends and Black Holes.

"So..." Asami tried to understand just exactly what Opal was showing her. "What is this?" She turned to her friend who housed a nervous expression. Opal looked at her, then back at it, then back at her, "You can't tell? Is it that bad?" her eyes narrowed nervously. Asami looked back at it, "Uh... I don't know what it is and whether or not it should be bad because you're just showing me a picture of a street." She zoomed in on the tablet and there wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Just a stop sign, a speed bump, a crossing, a crashed car, a street light, a bit of snow-- "Wait! What the fuck?" Asami's brows snapped together, she swiped closer to the left zooming in even more on what she had assumed was a bunch of scrap metal dumped on the side of the road.

Her jaw opened and she turned to Opal with widened eyes, "Opal! Did you crash your car?!" she huffed. Opal quickly covered her mouth, "Shush!" she looked towards the door, a moment of silence passed then she looked back at Asami, "If you could not be so loud about this, I would greatly appreciate that." her voice a stern whisper. Asami could only stare in shock, that pile of metal was the same velvet and spotless Maserati Opal had driven her in probably hundreds of times over the past five years. The same one they'd sing karaoke in and skip some classes on lazy days with. It looked like a chewed up piece of gum.

She sighed removing her hand, "I know it looks bad-" "Looks bad my ass," Asami pointed to the screen again, "That is what would happen if we had the sun's gravity. How the fuck did this even happen-" she flung her hands up, "And whose car is in your garage if this is yours?!" Opal looked to the side mysteriously, or at least in an attempt to be, "I asked a guy to borrow his so my mother wouldn't get suspicious." she said in vagueness. Asami grabbed onto the sides of Opal's face, squishing her cheeks, "Are you even okay? Were you driving when it crashed- and how did you even manage to crash it this ba- y'know what? Never mind. That's a dumb question." Opal hummed, "It was the coolest shit ever Asami. You should've been there, I jumped out the car before it hit the speed bump and went flying in the air like Simone motherfuckin' Biles."

"Would've been even cooler if it exploded with me and my indomitable human spirit just waking away without a damn scratch." Opal sighed in a prideful snicker, "And the snow falling with the street lamp illuminating my intimidating five six silhouette like a badass." "You know you could've died right? Were you speeding or something?" She grabbed a candy from the packet they were munching on. Opal shrugged switching off the tablet, "Not necessarily, the roads were super icy so.. my amazing driving skills didn't reach the slowness required for such." she pulled the strings on her hoodie tightening it, "Plus I couldn't just drive like a hag, Bolin was supposed to be at his house but he said he went to pick me up and there was a whole kerfuffle and stuff."

Asami knew scolding her wouldn't do anything, "You're going to have to tell your mom eventually you know?" she stated getting a dismissive wave. "I don't think I have to, I'm eighteen and a whole ass adult. Crashing cars is simply an adult thing you do, you do that, exchange info, badabing badaboom." Opal brushed off, she reached under the bed and took out her laptop before turning it on. Asami puffed confused, "But you crashed on your ow-" "Doesn't matter, let's move on to the more important matter at hand-" the screen showed a PowerPoint with the heading being, 'So you're not a dog person', "Lesbianism."

Asami couldn't even be shocked Opal would make something like this, she just sighed, "Opal, what is this?" she saw a stock image of two girls kissing and the lesbian flag censoring it. Opal wiggled her brows coyly, "Gaydussy..." she whispered ominously. "I'm not a lesbian though." Asami stated and Opal nodded with a hum, she hit the right arrow and the title switched to, 'The birds, the bees, and the nonbinaries' this time with the pansexual flag censoring the stock image. She looked to Asami smugly, "It's a real struggle when everyone can be hot. Trust me, I would know." she whispered insinuatingly.

After taking a moment to process the confession, "I'm not pan either." Asami said and Opal pressed the arrow again, switching it too, 'Just cause It's what's on the inside that counts, doesn't mean I want to be in there.' with the asexual flag censoring the stock image. "How many of these did you make? I'm also not ace." Asami said questioning how many she could've, Opal shrugged, "Guess you had to come out by coming out. And don't worry about that." she pressed again, 'Fucking not loving' this slide sported the aeromantic flag as a censor. Asami scoffed, "Opal, I'm not that either, I'm-" "Wait, wait, wait." Opal disrupted raising a silencing finger. She switched the slide and it was an untitled one with the nonbinary flag. "Get it? No label because no label. I also made an Achillean one but I made it for Huan for when he gets his awakening."

"I'm b-"
Opal quickly pressed something and music started playing as she sung along.

*Don't want to be a fool for you*
"Don't want to be a fool for you!" she dramatically jumped up on the bed holding a lint roller as a microphone looking down at Asami.