Eva sighed, and stared at the medicine cabinet, desperate to pop some pills, feeling a coldness swarm over her. She swiped it away. Not now. Not here. She huffed, walking out of the bathroom, into the living room. (i'm getting an idea canon thing that like people's issues are actual demons that follow you around. they look like the person they followbexcept creepier with red/black eyes. the more..