One time I was dating this guy on Tinder for a few weeks. Until I realized he was super egotistical and focused pretty much only on improving his image and making more money. He had some kind of dental surgery the week we met, and several weeks later, when I knew it was coming to a close I accepted an invitation to stay over at his house. On my way I stopped at Walgreens and found some generic Tylenol that closely matched the look of his untouched bottle of Vicodin. In the morning when he left his house before me, i took his pills and swapped them with Tylenol. We broke up the following weekend. I really don't think he ever found out. Now I can say I "got something" from it, besides BV.