I took the prescription and read it silently. You cannot have: sugar, alcohol, coffee, fried food, blah blah blah. I tore the sheet up on my way out of the doctor's cabinet. What a thing - they say that if I continue to hop on these things, I'm going to die. Sex only on even days and TV on odd days. What's up, Doc? Did you hurt your head? I'm not allowed to drive cause that crazy gal broke my glasses, they only broadcast Tom and Jerry on CN and no one's holding my antenna to the left in the attic. Fucking hell, look at the static on the screen. I hit the set and there it goes. What, mate? Did they also withdraw the Orbit sticks from the market? Oh my.
(Translated by Mara-Sabina Rolea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited 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. 
