You wouldn't wear a tracksuit on a first date anymore and instead of the styling gel in your head you would have some books that you've read. You wouldn't burp after a serving of grilled minced meat rolls anymore and you would listen to me when I tell you that that is not fat caused by the thyroid, but a beer belly. You wouldn't swear at waiters, janitors and taxi drivers anymore and you would greet your mother. You wouldn't leave the toilet seat up anymore and you would know what rococo is. You wouldn't lie that you love me anymore and maybe you would even love me. You wouldn't be the pig that you are, but I also wouldn't love you.
(Translated by Claudia Cioplea / 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 2022, the group has 8,500 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. 
