I'm married for 40 years. Costi asked me to marry him in the last year of college and I said yes. Then we had a child. He's a pilot, has a wife, and I also have grandkids. Costi loves me like the first day we fell in love. He brings me flowers, he pampers me. Dumb fucking cunt, leave that fucking writing and go make some food, I'll fucking slap you and throw that laptop on the window. You should've married that goofy, Costi, my colleague. Who the hell put me to steal you from that idiot? Today you could've had a pilot child and an asshole that always brings you flowers.
(Translated by Maria Cătălina Moisescu / 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 July 2022, the group has 8,750 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. 
