P DADDY: I’m at the library. Text Preston, he’s a dick. He’ll get rid of her. Oh, that’s a damn good idea. I pull up Preston’s messages and send him a message. OILER: Yo, big man, I need you to get a girl out of my dorm. P DAWG: So tell her to leave? OILER: But that’s mean! You do it. I’m pretty sure I can hear him sigh from here, but I don’t have to wait long before I hear the door open and Preston’s voice. “Time to go.”
