Yes, streak home.

The mass of police cars and news vans are gathered at the front entrance.

You run as fast as you can in the street, avoiding the parking lot.

A few people see you, they point and laugh but you are too far from them to be recognized and they are more interested in the dozens of naked people that are gathering outside the mall.

You reach your house, happy that Laurie your neighbor on which you have a crush didn't witness your arrival.

You go to your room to put something on but it becomes problematic. With your powers shredding your clothes and the clothes you manage to remove often stolen at your return you have little left.

You lost your last underwear and didn't manage to buy a new swimsuit. The school trip to the beach is tomorrow and while you have a few shorts and t-shirts packed in your bag you don't know what to do for the beach or how you would manage to go commando for the whole trip.

One pair of gym shorts could pass as swim trunks if no one look really close but the fabric isn't made to be wet and would get very heavy. It wouldn't be that much an issue but the drawstring of this pair is broken.

Your parents are visiting a sick uncle and you had all your money in your wallet, no time or cash to go buy more clothes now. Without a car and with the mall closed now for investigation you would have to take a bus for one hour to find a store that sells some anyway.

You put some shorts and go in the living room to watch some TV. There is an breaking news alert about the attack with a full video of your fight, ending in you fucking the Revealer. The anchor starts a controversial subject asking if it is alright that heroes without a badge are allowed to fight crime. No word about the way you defeated your adversary, this is pretty much par for the course here.

You heat up some leftover and go to sleep early, you have to get up at 5am to get on the bus for the trip.