For a while now, every night a voice keeps whispering in my ear: traaaitooor. I think this might have started with Mimi. After we broke up she hooked up with a classmate from university. You know, in the dorms, we had communal showers. The guy was
good-looking, no question about it: tall, muscled, athletic. I wouldn't have noticed these anatomical details if I hadn't heard him screaming like a madman in the bathroom: what are you staring at, you morons, haven't you seen a small dick before? I informed poor Mimi about this. What do you think, am I really a traitor?
(Translated by Cristina Fliter / 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 May 2021, the group has 6.400 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, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
