I was about fifteen. My parents had gone away to a wedding and I invited my girlfriend over to have a terrific time. I first discovered Bachus in the cherry demijohn, soaking in ethanol. I enjoyed them to the point of delirium. The morning gave me my first hangover and selective amnesia. The image of the pits hidden under the carpet and the washing machine hose, wielded by my mother with the dexterity of an infernal ermine, revived my memory. I'd lip-sodomised the Nick Carter poster until the blue of his eyes became clouded.

(Translated by Cristina Șuică / 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 March 2022, the group has 8,050 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.

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