Riku is the unlucky one

Straws were drawn, and despite his ****, it was ultimately determined that the elder Keyblade Master would be the one to check on Kairi. Riku accepted his duty with a sigh. Someone had to do this, he supposed. He just wished it was someone else.

Upon entering the hut, the silver-haired young man was immediately greeted with a full-frontal view of one of his best friends, and awkwardly looked at the ground so that he wouldn't be staring.

Kairi, for her part, seemed completely oblivious to her undressed state. "Riku! Good timing! I keep coming back in here and I keep forgetting why! Do you have any ideas?"

Riku nervously cleared his throat. "Um... I... I'm not certain, but... probably to putsomeclotheson. Is my guess."

Kairi adopted a blank expression as Riku's words set in. "... What?" She looked down at her body. Her very naked body. "Aaah! Don't look! You're right!"

Panicked, Kairi ran into the bathroom, where her clothes were still hanging, ready to be put on. Thank goodness! Now she just needed to... what was she doing again?