Lost Innocence in the Shadows of College

I'll admit, being a little was never part of my college plan. But there I was, one chilly autumn night, curled up on an old sofa in the dimly lit basement of our off-campus house, feeling small and vulnerable while my older roommate played daddy to me. The setup seemed odd at first, me, a grown woman with responsibilities and dreams, acting like some kind of child needing guidance. But as I let him take charge, something shifted inside. His stern yet caring demeanor made the weight of my adult worries feel lighter for a moment, letting me pretend everything was okay again. It wasn't until later that night, staring up at the flickering light, that I realized how much I craved that sense of security, even if it only lasted while the roleplay burned bright.