I'm going to drive her crazy tomorrow. Yes, it's blue, I'll hang up now so she won't hear me, she heard, eavesdropping. The blood was rushing to her head and she opened the door: You jerk, are you exposing my life through the phone? Give it to me now or I'm leaving. When he handed her a crumpled tissue, she took it, went straight to the bathroom, threw it in the toilet and flashed. Distraught, he watched her from the door, with a little empty red box in his hand: I was about to put it in this box, but, anyway, do you want to be my wife? he said and went down on his knees next to the toilet. You should know it was a sapphire ring.
(Translated by Tania Diniță / 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. 
