There I went to datings. There I got so drunk with Limoncello that I can't even see lemons since then. There I was when I called to make an appointment. Yes, I am sure I don't want to raise a child alone. I was there when my mother wrote me that horrible message: See that your grandmother died. How can I see, who announces a trauma using see? There I always call my friends to eat pasta with cheese and drink a lot. "How brother can't you find it? It has a phone at the entrance."
(Translated by Teodora Stoian / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 November 2021, the group has 7.500 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
