I opened my eyes and and let the remains of the night mount a short film. Graduates Gala. Last day of college. Dakk vodka and Frutti Fresh, from the protocol. My laughter blocks out the noise of the Old Town. I spilled a glass on the honor board and I admired the trail left behind and exclaimed, Art. I tore apart the posters of the Gala. I think I also swore or yelled things that aren't supposed to be said. Or both. Here's the first morning of the rest of my acting life, I told myself. I feel like crying and throwing up.
(Translated by Alina-Dorina Nicolae / 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. 
