Something happened and I don't remember, he wondered. No, she nodded. I said something bad, he raised an eyebrow. No, no, she laughed. Well, whoever it was, he looked at her puzzled. "Surprise me," she said, "to be fragrant." A beautiful bouquet, no, he corrected himself, seeing his eyes, better a pot. Better, yes, she confirms. With a note, he added. A note fell on his face. Yes, a few nice words. Okay, he jumped. I think I know what he said at the door. It's your birthday, ha, I guess. "OK, you guessed it," she shrugged.
(Translated by Georgiana Carmen Rădulescu / 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 December 2021, the group has 7.750 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. 
