I had also fallen asleep for five minutes before I went to pick her up from the drawing-room. I had washed, swept, even lifted the toilet lid. I was broken. When I wake up, I see I didn't take out the trash. Panic. What I do. What I do. Where I sleep at night. If she divorces. I'm leaving. I can't find the keys. Give it to him. Search for. It was as if I could hear her. I walk around the house. I wake Butch too. This one is more agitated than I am. Take down the lamp. I'll catch her. I stumble. I fall and break the vase from his mother. Butch: Karma balls. Let's just say I ate your homework.

(Translated by Bianca Dumitru / 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, 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 almost daily. 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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