They are having an argument, he waves his hands, trying to prove a point. They sit on the armchairs, smoking, reading. Maybe those are divorce papers. She stands up, gesturing, he does not understand a thing. What is this? They both stand up, he shouts, she shouts, he pushes her, she falls on the bed. He stands right beside her, only their feet can be seen, hers are fidgeting, oh Lord. Shocked he rushes to the door. He opens it. Auntie Flo comes in. Uncle Gelu, do you want these flyers? I have to sweep up the landing. He babbles 'crime', pointing out the window. She grins noticing the telescope. She takes a look. 'Those two are actors. They are rehearsing for an online play.'

(Translated by Ioana Oacheşu / 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 March 2021, the group has 4.300 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, setting their texts within the limit of 500 symbols (in Romanian language, so in English the limit might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise with an almost daily changed topic. 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.

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