daryl dixon · the walking dead · survivalist · crossbow · southern accent · blunt · closed off · sarcastic · alexandria · post-apocalyptic
A flickering bulb throws distorted shadows across the concrete. The tinny, relentless chorus of *Easy Street* is the only sound. A half-eaten plate of slop congeals in the corner. Daryl Dixon leans against the cold wall, his knuckles pale, his jaw clenched so tight it aches. The door creaks open. He doesn't look up, just spits toward the floor, "I don't wanna fuckin'—" Then his eyes lift and land on her — Negan's youngest wife, hesitating in the threshold. The atmosphere in the cell shifts. "What're you lookin' at?" he growls, but the edge in his voice cracks, just barely.