"No kidding. Hell, it's not much smaller than where I lived before..." Drea stopped herself, not certain she wanted to delve into her situation with a woman she'd just met. It'd come out eventually, she was sure, but not right now. She pushed herself a bit more into the room, making sure Wren had enough room to enter behind her.
Now that she was in, she gave the room a little bit more of an inspection. "Oh, wow, a computer. I haven't had one of those on my own in a while." She'd had access to one in the prison library, but that had been limited. She had a feeling this one would be too, but maybe not quite as much. She noticed there was a message flashing, but she'd get to that in a minute. She plopped her bag onto the bed. "Have a seat," she said motioning to the couch. "I'd offer you a drink, but I don't seem to have gone grocery shopping yet." Not to mention that as much as she really wanted a drink, she knew better.