It seems that we're incompatible in bed, I told him. You're too conscientious and too bland. I have no limits or inhibitions. I like to do it everywhere, in the dressing room, out in nature, in the grass, in the garden, among potatoes and cucumbers, in the shower, on the carpet, anywhere. I don't know what got into him, but, all of a sudden, he pushed me on the kitchen table and undressed me. He took my board, and started to julienne some carrots and onions. He said he hadn't craved a soup like that for a long time.
(Translated by Constantin Istrate / 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. 
