Lina caresses his head roughly. The hair under her armpits tickles his nose, making him dizzy. He had been a prisoner for 13 days now. He'd come here for a passionate night at the invitation of a girl he'd met online. Lina opened the door for him. She didn't look like a girl. She smashed his phone between her breasts, locked the door, and swallowed the key. Where are you going, bubu? she asked with the voice of a lecherous bodybuilder. I'm going to pee, baby. Bubu goes to the bathroom, naked and weak. He cries and plugs the tunnel behind the sink - the one he'd dug with a teaspoon. He goes back to bed. Love hurts.
(Translated by Constantin Istrate / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. Daria Protopopescu / 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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. 
