He turned the bathroom light off and headed towards the bedroom. He was walking slowly, and it seemed to him that it would take forever before he'll be in her arms. Can't she hurry up a bit, she spent an hour in the shower, he thought. It was pitch black, he could've left a nightlight on, she thought. Are you coming soon? he asks in a whisper. In a minute, I can't see a thing. She then shrieked, or better said, screamed with her mouth closed, which made him jump out of the bed and come to her. He also groaned and huddled. He hissed through his teeth: Leegooos.
(Translated by Monica-Andreea Gaman / 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. 
