We looked in each other's eyes and decided to forget about the unfinished wine bottles on the table, about the debates with our friends heated by the Bacchic vapor and we left the bar entwined. We wanted a new beginning, but yet again, we didn't synchronize. The untouched bed, the dirty dishes, the scattered papers and the faint trail of perfume are my witnesses. I shove all of these in a bag and I close it so as to not find them ever again. The Big Bang of the doorbell. I open the door and it is her. Are you going away? Yes, I'm going to Hell. You know, I'd like to come with you.
(Translated by Ioana Busuioc / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 October 2022, the group has 9,400 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. 
