"Maybe it wasn't a hundred years ago," he said to his fingernails.
Her hands were small and white and her fingernails were highly polished.
Valentin behind his tree was tearing his fingernails with silent fury.
I've been gnawing my fingernails off up to the knuckles, waiting for you!
Hazel muttered, digging her fingernails into the palms of her hands.
Do you want to ...