I met you in that cafe I don't usually go to. I don't even like coffee, I drink cola. That day someone had stolen the chilled dose from my office's fridge. The boss had me do some messy paperwork, I needed caffeine so bad. I entered the cafe, you gave me a charming smile, you asked for my phone number. Three years later, you're waiting for me down that aisle. In my white wedding dress, I feel like I'm floating and I'm the happiest woman alive. Even to this day, I don't know who the fuck drank my cold coke.
(Translated by Andreea Laura Stanca / 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. 
