I hear the key in the door, it's my wife. I quickly close the website, but the erection remains. Hello, darling. You came early today. Hello, she says, I'm going to see my father, he's not feeling well. Is it urgent? Yes, it is, she says. I go after her, she's changing, I touch her, as if by accident. Why are you following me? I'm not in the mood, I'm tired. Well, it's always like that. You promised we'd do it this month. Look, it's already the 30th and nothing, I tell her pissed. Yes, and you also keep promising to last more than two minutes, I'm fed up. Dad is fine, by the way, but I've used the headache excuse before.
(Translated by Andreea Teodorescu-Colciu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 December 2022, the group has 9,880 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. 
