It seems to be an ordinarily chaotic day for Eva, an infamous actress that tends to be known for her partying habits. She lives her life carelessly, without a care of others around her. Never seeing how her narcissistic and selfish ways effect the people she comes in contact with. This day is like others, but maybe too much the same? A bit of Déjà vu seems to be happening... or is it that? Another chapter of a story for #WelcomeToTheBlumhouse contest