I drank until I lost my mind. One brandy, five sweet sherries, two blueberry liqueurs, four smoked whiskeys, one Orange wine, and other three brandies, one beer and a glass of water, rubbish, just to hydrate and other three brandies, I stay in Maramureş, don't I? I am wrecked. The most wrecked. I remember about that pyjama with flowers. That pyjama of the good girl who loved you when she would cling on you like you were the apple of her eye. I threw that pyjama. But the light and the flowers are still holding on me. I am looking for a footage with flowers. And a footage with thrills. Google, are you drunk? Or perhaps, am I?
(Translated by Roberta Maria Gulerez / 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 June 2021, the group has 6.650 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. 
