You've got talent, doll, he said gluing his retina even closer to the nakedness of my cleavage that was slightly lifted by my push-up bra. I don't know if you need talent to be a typist, but my perky breasts seemed to be jumping out at him. He'd fixated his glasses so aggressively down my highway, that I'd became as red as a lobster. The beer was warm, with a hint of dreadful boredom, the terrace was crowded ,the minced meat rolls were taking their time and he got wasted. When his ring landed on my left one, I delicately told him: You should see my judo skills.
(Translated by Raluca Ioana Crucerescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 May 2023, the group has 11,260 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. 
