[Peter should be in a near panic when he wakes up; he knows this because he doesn't wake up well to begin with and his history in general makes him a little paranoid, yet he's finding it hard to work up a good panic. He's too sluggish, too drugged, too something. It takes him a little while to get started, to rouse himself from the top bunk; when he does, he tumbles from the top bunk to the floor with an 'ow', but he's not hurt and at least he's now out of bed. He gets to his feet, noting the anklet and is none too pleased about that.
Okay. Up, ambulatory and starving. First order of business, get some food and figure out who's here and who isn't.]
((ooc: feel free to wake up in the same room as Peter & witness his spectacular clumsiness.))