She's the Ambassador's wife, I'm in charge of protocol. He wants a taste of Romanian hospitality. Discreetly. The plum brandy's ravishing him in no time. She smiles, wants a taste of me. Discreetly. That's what she does, in my hotel room. Her velvet skin has the scent of musk. The climax scream is overwhelming, simultaneous, unobtrusive. She kisses me, covers her face with her hijab. She leaves. We never see each other again. She sends me a picture for her birthday. Every year, our boy looks more and more like me, and her smile is sadder and sadder.
(Translated by Angelica Ioana Curcan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected 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 April 2023, the group has 11,000 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
