“What's wrong, little sis? You look upset."
She could barely catch her breath. "Cracked… my… nail polish slapping your… worthless face. See?" She showed him her finger - just one of them.
"Cute" He snorted.”

—  Cassandra Clare , The City of Lost Souls

Source: City of Lost Souls

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