The bride and groom couldn't take their eyes off each other. The shy caresses and stolen hugs were clear signs that they would have a golden wedding. Towards morning, the godfather whispered to the groom. Son, do you know what to do when you're both alone? The groom blushed. Yes. I shouldn't let her fall asleep. The godfather patted him on the shoulder and winked. You're a man now. The next day, the disheveled bride with make-up running down her cheeks, ran out of the nuptial room crying. The godfather looked satisfied toward the door. He's one of mine. The bride yelled. I want a divorce. He won't let me sleep. He snores.
(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 November 2022, the group has 9,580 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. 
