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Date is correct. He collects hats and the occasional earring. Mainly just beanies, though - he has tons of those. He's besties with Russet. Nicknames are Sebby, Seb, Mocha, and Cocoa. Russet finds it somewhat amusing to refer to him using whatever chocolate item he can think of at the moment, the main two being "Mocha" and "Cocoa". Sometimes, he can't think of anything fast enough and the name sounds totally unrelated, so Seb has to stay on his toes. Constantly flits between being an outgoing, somewhat flirty, risk-taking social butterfly and a shy little bean who awkwardly sits in the corner, not making eye contact with anyone. His third eye power just makes his paws glue themselves firmly to the ground, which he finds pretty useless. He can't even walk that way. He's just...stuck.... Possibly have him be a teacup at the last possible second, freezing him as a gangly, awkward looking 18-year-old. Like, scrawny with oddly long looking limbs and maybe even a little chin scruff. He stays smaller for a long time, though, only shooting up in his later years. He likes lemons for no good reason, which is especially weird for a cat. He knows Natasha, but isn't really friends with the rest of the gang. Russet's his link to them, so without him being there, Seb finds it super awkward. Would say 'what the duck' unironically
