that if I changed that stinky wallpaper in your bedroom you'd make me happy. Then nothing. I also believed you when you asked me to pick up my socks and at least throw them in the washing machine, still nothing. When you asked me to show you that position with my leg behind my neck, you promised me a taste of ecstatic pleasure. Still nothing. I sit sadly by the window looking for a plum in the jam jar and I feel like leaving you. Oh, you little bitch, would it be so hard to make me a pot of tripe soup? Really, your word is worthless.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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. 
