He had an amazing memory: he knew all the people who had ever logged in, every tiny piece of any map and the digits of every match.
He said he doesn't like being an admin, too little money, too many hours, but it was too late to quit and he didn't want to do anything else.
He was getting annoyed often, he was saying bad words and smelled like cheap tobacco, but he was fair, scrupulous and fast. He kicked me out about a hundred times. I deserved it.
The Counter Strike server will never be the same. Goodbye, old man, I will miss your headshots.
Ctrl+F4.
(Translated by Nina Iulia Tufă / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2021, the group has 3.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
*Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
