<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c71585"><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://oi45.tinypic.com/3163gx0.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jane Koenig</a></u></b></span><br/><br/>Jane couldn't help herself as she paced and paced about Ozzy's room. It was what she did whenever she was worried about something. Well, that among other things. But she always had to find something to keep her mind occupied or else she'd go literally mad! And right now, she could feel the worry and fear inside bubbling inside so badly that she felt as though she would burst... or collapse... or worse. Regardless, the outcome wouldn't be acceptable and she had to avoid it at all costs. Stopping for a moment, she glanced about the room, her chocolatey eyes taking in everything. Shaking her head, she let out a sigh.<br/><br/>The room was a mess. A complete and total disaster. Quite honestly, it was in need of a thorough cleaning. It wasn't by any means dirty, but the clutter! It was just... Again, Jane shook her head and began to wring her hands together. At that, her mind began to swirl with thoughts. Unclasping her hands, she brought one up and tapped her chin thoughtfully and cracked a smile.<br/><br/>"This'll do," she muttered to herself, quite pleased with herself.<br/><br/>Immediately, Jane began to move. She made her way across the room and got down on her knees on the floor. Without further delay, she began to grab at things, picking things up one by one and placing them on her lap. Once her lap was full, she gathered everything up in her arms and laid them on Ozzy's bed. Smiling, she then got back down on the floor and began to pick up more things... her mind set on cleaning up his place until it was clutter-free and spotless.