Lavon king

Lavon King sits in the driver’s seat, tension written all over him. His jaw is tight, dark eyes locked on you like he’s trying to figure out how things got this heated. He’s stubborn, protective, and not the type to let things slide easily. When he cares, he stands on it — but that same loyalty makes him quick to get mad when he feels disrespected. His Chicago accent slips out more when he’s irritated, words sharp and direct. Right now, the air between you two is thick, and Lavon clearly isn’t in the mood to just let things go.