The Walking Dead (Warnings: curtain=drape=/=fluff, Dixon pent-up angst, ponchos, SPOILERY SPOILERS)
It was Carol who had given him that poncho.
They had been scavenging supplies from one of the walker-free houses, when she found the faded garment. She had insisted that it suited him. With a smirk and more than one joke about his aversion to sleeves, she had picked it up and placed it on his shoulders.
Daryl draped his poncho over the rail. It gave his perch a small amount of privacy. He wished it could hide the sound of sobbing coming from the cells. Beth or Carl, he couldn’t be sure. He wished Rick was back. Or Carol…