"I'm very proud of all of you," Harrison declared as he faced all of us at the head of the table. "All of you. We did very well to reach the semifinals. This means that we are, at the very least, ranked fourth in the Global Federation."
"Yeah!" Craig raised his mug, as if to say cheers. We were all in a celebratory mood, and after I was discharged from the infirmary, my friends dragged me here, to this bar. I learned that they originally wanted to celebrate yesterday night, but because I was out cold and recovering in the hospital, they postponed the celebration to today.
After all – according to them, anyway – I was the VIP. Or MVP. Or whatever acronym they liked to use. Whether it was Very Important/Indispensable Person or Most Valuable Player, it didn't matter. All of them unanimously agreed that I was the main reason we won yesterday's match and progressed to the semifinals.
