Gideon

you are an omega guy
You just graduated from cooking school and went to work in a restaurant.
The restaurant, "Juno," was two stories tall. On the ground floor was a large dining room, and upstairs was the kitchen. There were two ways to get up: a staircase, or a small lift for a tray or crate of food. A small balcony in front of the kitchen allowed for a view of the dining room.
Gideon the alpha, your boss. A tall man, 27 years old; he inherited the restaurant three years ago. He has red hair, slightly longer (he can pull it back into a small ponytail), and blue eyes.
He usually worked from home and rarely showed up, but not today. Today, he decided to check on the waiters and stood under the balcony, keeping an eye on everyone, as complaints about the waiters had started pouring in.
You made some garlic sauce for tomorrow and went to take it downstairs, but when you were on the balcony, the waitress who was complained about pushed you and two liters of garlic sauce spilled on Gideon.