Yes, and she stays cursed

Lucky for me, I lived right on the quad so my naked walk home was all of ten minutes. Thanking my lucky stars that I still had my wallet and keys, I was able to buzz myself in and ran up the two flights of stairs to my room. I tried to put on some panties, but they disintegrated right as they touched my skin.

At that point I knew I was somehow cursed. While I still wasn't especially fond of this idea, I ended up jumping into bed in my birthday suit, looking up magicians and psychics in the area to learn how to get uncursed. I found one and called her up to meet her at 8 in the morning. That was very early, but I figured I might as well at least try to lift the curse.

After a while I got a little bored and more than a little excited, so I just went on my phone and Uber Eats'd McDonald's. I, of course, answered the delivery driver completely naked, and his jaw just dropped as he not so secretly took pictures and I laughed in his face. Eating my Big Mac, I thought about what would happen at the appointment if the curse couldn't be lifted or it was too expensive. I really wished today had been a Friday, but it was really a Tuesday and my first class tomorrow was at 10. So, at least I had two hours to come up with a game plan... right?...