She flips her hair in front of me and I smile dumbfounded. Do you like it? she asks. Yes, I mumble without noticing the new copper colour of her locks. She is not wearing a bra. Although it's hot, her nipples poke the thin material of the dressing gown with an uncertain severity. The gown is falling apart at the seams on one shoulder, and the uneven hem on the bottom side shows her bare leg with a dirty foot. The trash bucket in her hand whiffs shuddering my nostrils, but she swings it proudly, like Iulia Albu royally carrying her hen underneath her arm. Lolita calls me, lets out a toothless hiss and runs to the garbage dump.
(Translated by Jessica-Polixenia-Cristiana Copilaș / 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. 
