What is Mulgrave Hiding?

The school that overlooks the ocean, with a multi-million dollar APAC and a whole hill in the back. Who is Mulgrave and what do they want? The school has a renowned socials department with Emma claiming that “Mr. Robertson is almost as good as Mr. Vodrey” and another anonymous student stating that the socials department is “the only reason I still come to school”. Quinn Robertson and Drew Vodrey are very popular within the student body. With their love of memes, flannel, Pink Floyd, paper football… would it be absurd to assume they could be the same person? 

Students have been racking their brains at the thought of it, they aren’t quite the absolute same yet it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch if they were. Never seeming to appear in the same classroom together, they constantly get mistaken for each other by countless people. One of our reporters went up to Mr. Robertson himself to get a testimonial. “What are you talking about? Mr. Vodrey and I are not the same people! This is false”. He seems to refute the claims of the general consensus, yet speaks in a quite suspicious tone. Another testimonial came from a student in his class: “Hmmm, I can see that happening. Might be a bit too far, I swear I have seen them both in a room together…you remember right....right?” Calamity ensues while many try to debate the subject, yet either side doesn’t have sufficient evidence to rip the case wide open. Is there a connection between Mr. Robertson and Mr. Vodrey? Are they the same person? Are they clones of each other? Or are they simply two bored teachers trying to trick students into liking socials? Only time will tell if this is true or not, in the hopes of uncovering Mulgrave’s secrets, new ones are being discovered every single day. 

One cannot tell how a symphony will end from the first movement, one cannot tell how a poem will conclude with the first line- just as one cannot tell how this situation will end. Though we’ve been hungry for many years, the noon had come to dine. It’s time to draw the table near and touch the curious wine. Only patience will bear ripe sweet fruit when impatience can only result in excessive haste with no results. Time has come, and all we can do is wait.