*you decided to put down your books and go to a class party.. a costume party

You got dressed up with your friends, wearing a pink, cowboy costume, with a bedazzled pink hat and boots

You walk around, not expecting anyone to ask you out as you go to find one of your friends, feeling a little embarrassed on your own

As you stand infront of a mirror on the wall, adjusting your top, a figure comes up behind you, boxing you in*

Are you twinning me on purpose? Or is it just luck?