"It is true, unfortunately." She'd gotten used to how quickly things changed over the past year, but when she was first released from the institution it was like being hit with a ton of bricks. Five years was a long time to go without contact with the outside world, and reacquainting herself hadn't been easy or fun. "But that's what neighbors are for, right? Keeping lost arts alive." Most neighbors probably fell into the antisocial category, but she never purposely ignored people - she didn't trust them, but she was never rude.
Hannah took a coke as well, snapping back the lid and taking a sip. "The fact that you had a designer is impressive enough on its own," she laughed. "And everything goes together really well. My apartment is kind of more... mismatched. Although I did try to stick with a general theme of blue and white." She didn't like to pry, mainly because she hated when people did it to her, but she was curious. "Why didn't you ask the designer to do something that you liked? If you're not sure about the modern look, I mean," she added, hoping it didn't seem critical.