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William and Addison spent eight hours grounded in Chicago while they awaited the news of what might be causing Paul’s slurred speech and extreme drowsiness. After five hours in the ER, it turned out that no significant health condition was found—nothing obvious could explain the symptoms he presented. William insisted on putting him on a plane homeward bound while Paul insisted he was fine to continue on with the trip. In the end, they agreed to layover until morning, and by six AM the following day, Paul seemed back to his usual self. A few hours into the flight, William and Paul were working on a proposal when Paul leaned in close. “There’s something about that woman I don’t like.” William c****d his head. “And that would be?” Paul considered the question and then let out a short si