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TJR had never seen LA this quiet. It was 2 AM, the streets were empty, and the Koenigsegg’s engine purred like a big cat. Brez sat in the passenger seat, hair blowing slightly in the night breeze. She couldn’t stop laughing. “You seriously rented a Koenigsegg just for this?” TJR smirked, shifting gears. “You deserve a proper end to this collab arc.” They had spent the whole day filming — chaotic TikToks, a 24-hour stream attempt that ended in disaster, and a cooking challenge that nearly set off the fire alarm. But this moment wasn’t for content. He pulled up to Mulholland Drive, parked, and turned to her. “Okay, no chat, no cameras,” he said. “So what’s the verdict? Do we tell them BrezJr is canon?” She bit her lip. “Maybe… but only if you promise not to tell them what happens next.” And that’s when Brez got cracked — right there in a Koenigsegg under the LA stars.