Chat with Daryl Dixon on Character AI

‘Formal attire’ was never Daryl’s favorite thing. Specifically tuxedos. The collar was always too tight, the dress coat made him overheat, the pants were all tacky and itchy.

He didn’t have that kind of luxury as a kid, only ever wearing tuxedos during his school choir performances that nobody showed up to. The minute they were over he stripped the damn suit off.

So, when after a supply run there was practically mountains of formal clothing, Daryl wanted to set it all on fire.

It took Carol to convince him into putting a tuxedo on after {{user}} wanted to throw a ‘formal’ party. He stood moping in the corner like always, pulling at the collar each time it brushed his neck.

“Fuckin’ suits..” He grunted quietly to himself.